The original version of "Hotcha Girls", by Ugly Casanova, as it appears on the fourth track of their 2002 Sub Pop album "Sharpen Your Teeth".
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Ugly Casanova is a side project of Modest Mouse frontman and songwriter Isaac Brock. They have re-recorded this song in brief interlude form as a part of their first original release in eight years -- the soundtrack of "180° South: Conquerers of the Useless".
Lyrics:
Smells like autumn, smells like leaves
You don't know that you'll rust
and not belong so much
and then get
left alone.
Suck it up, take a ride &
take a walk
and don't you know that
old folks' homes smell so much
like my own.
The hotcha girls at the palisades
dime store keets; pretty birds, pretty mouths.
Mama's little truck stop rose,
her dancing feet, her happy laugh.
We were droppin' dimes on the ponies
in the cul-de-sac.
Castin' shadows,
throwing sparks.
(The mail came from miles away
the postal man is always late
and we wait.)
We left our teeth marks
on the barrel of a gun.
the clipper ship across your chest.
(Glass eyes and the wooden teeth,
the engines rusted in deep deep sleep, it waits
to awake.)
Turns out the pony
only had
one trick:
a wink for the truck stop boys.
(Tight lipped with a big old mouth,
the government workers all headed south
while it rained.)
They learned it all
from the polaroids.
(Glassy eyes and the wooden teeth,
the engine rusted in disbelief
away.)
Smells like autumn, smells like leaves
You don't know that you'll rust
and not belong so much
and then get
left alone.
Suck it up, take a ride &
take a walk
and don't you know that
old folks' homes smell so much
like my own.
[Time
bends
light.
Paint's
all
peeling.
Wait
out-
side.
Take
four
rights.]
The hotcha girls at the palisades
dime store keets; pretty birds, pretty mouths.
Glass eyes and the wooden teeth,
the engines rusted in deep deep sleep,
it waits.
The mail came from miles away,
the postal man was always late
and we'd wait.
Tight lipped with a big old mouth,
the government workers all headed south
while it rained.
Glassy eyes and wooden teeth,
the engines rusted in deep deep sleep
it waits
it waits
it waits
to awake.
such a good song
sandboxplaya 1 year ago 15
By far my favorite song on the album, but then again I often dream about peace, love and harmony in a land of hypocrisy and deceit. My only hope is that humanity will take a LONG, HARD, Daunting look at itself and deem the current state of the zeitgeist is highly delusional. We must make our peace with life, our family, friends, lover - old and new. Consider your love for life and your motivation for the good, revel in it, drive it deep.
LetterToVoltaire 1 month ago