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lyrics
My first man never really cared for Woodie Guthrie.
He talked night and day
I said a word and it was enough
I told him to take of his clothes but he already did
He loved me for a few nights but i never loved him.
I wanted a mad man and ended up in a mental institution
I wanted a lover- man and ended up paying for his dry-cleaning
I wanted a holy man and ended up knockin on people s doors
I never wanted a real men but somehow he found me and I came to my senses.
Then one night I met my drug-dealer and he said that I should really come with him, and I did.
It was all allright until one night I found out there was no such thing as free candy.
I was up on heroin
Dawn on amphetamin
On the floor with benzendrin.
How I got out of there, I really don't know
But one night I just went out looking for myself
And found myself in the arms of a case worker.
He was kind enough to overlook my ignorance
And even kinder to extend his patience.
But he never really understood my addiction.
He thought it was drugs. Oh, yes!
I ran out of there, man and found a woman.
She was tall and red and never talked about stock market.
We went into the night every night
Until one night there was no more light
And she needed to get married.
She wanted me to catch the bucket
But I started to run even faster.
My days were becoming greyer
And I decided to end it all
So I called up my first man.
credits
released May 28, 2016
vocals and guitar: Vanja Zaimović
bass: Marko Jovanović
written by Vanja Zaimović
Beautiful and mysterious folk-adjacent songs from this UK outfit that wreathe delicate acoustic guitar in mist-like synths. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 10, 2021