The car came and went and it left me behind
Standing right next to the loitering sign
A bomb in my pocket that just slipped my mind
don't bother asking me, i'm always fine
I still have some sparklers on the fifth of July
Sometimes wonder why I even try
And I get so lonesome i think I could die
I still have some sparklers on the fifth of July
There's a hole in my head and it's leaking again
But there's no need to notify my next of kin
Self-medicated with orange juice and gin
To leave is a shame but to stay is a sin
I still have some sparklers on the fifth of July
Sometimes wonder why I even try
And I get so lonesome i think I could die
I still have some sparklers on the fifth of July
Post-punk in the Sonic Youth mold—melody covered by creeping fuzz, anchored by architectural rhythms, with lyrics both abstract and direct. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2019