Vocals, Guitar, Keys: | Tom May |
Vocals, Guitar: | Greg Barnett |
Bass: | Eric Keen |
Drums, Percussion: | Joe Godino |
It's the little things my mind commits to etch behind my eyelids / Like getting stoned when we wake up, coffee grounds in coffee cups / Your silhouette in high top sneakers, hardcore from laptop speakers / The classics to the more obscure, Minor Threat to your old roommate's band. / Like a kaleidoscope in vibrant hues I navigate round your tattoos / Said you got that one on a whim when you were breaking up with him / And that Matryoshka Russian doll that lines your shelf from big to small / What a way to start new to shed your skin and find the old you. / Everybody wants to get famous, but you just want to dance in a basement / You don’t care if anyone is watching, just as long as you stay in motion / We put miles on these old jean jackets, got caught up in the drunk conversations / But after the party its me and you. / With a new outlook on everything we see, from high up on this rooftop over South Philly / To the nights we lose all self control, from the sex, from the drugs, from the rock and roll.
At this point, the Menzingers are an absolute institution. The Philadelphia punk legends’ multi-decade reputation as road warriors with an unbeatable catalog is cemented as …