Springfield, IL - Ezra Furman, The Harpoons

In a shining white hotel room in Springfield, Il

I found myself a real sentimental boy

At the bars I look for girls

Who look like they’ve been crying

Those are the girls I wanna make them mine

Child, you better look around

There’s a reason you’re in Springfield town

And child, there’s a lesson to learn

Look there’s my friend in a trench coat and a wine glass in his hand

My heart sings a song of a forgotten land

He’s reading the sports section and I’m reading the comics

Big bad world makes me wanna vomit

I can feel my soul escaping out my mouth

I can’t tell if it’s headed North or South

Child, as your madness grows

You’ll find out what the lonely ones know

And child, pick your clothes out and get dressed

Springfield is blooming in this weather, and it’s opening to reveal

The secrets and lies that all cities conceal

I looked at the beast in all its fury, and its mouth opened wide

I could see the big lonely inside

All the lonely people live in a world where no one sees their face

I hope they know I live in the same place