Preacher in the street
Shouting the odds, constant repeat
The ground's too soft and it's boring
And it doesn't make sense in the morning
This is my year zero, triumph of the now
Erasing that's all before me, and he'll show you how
And they put us in a hostel, and there's shit all on the wall
And this is my city, with no friends at all at all
E.T.A
It's now or never again, again, again
E.T.A
And I've got an option for you, for you
And he hears all the words, but he bats them away
'cos he needs just one thing
A place to think, and a place to drink, and a place to shout
And a place to let it all out
Preacher in the street
Ignore his words
I don't like those odds
But I will take this
E.T.A
It's now or never again, again, again
E.T.A
It's not getting better, just worse, just worse
"Advice Column" is a new collaborative project featuring tracks written, recorded, and produced remotely during quarantine. Bandcamp New & Notable May 14, 2020