the ice of boston

• the dismemberment plan'in the dismemberment plan is terrified albümünden; ne talking heads'i, ne xtc'yi, ne the stooges'ı ve hatta ne de the clash'i aratan bir şarkı. ska hiç bu kadar duygusal (ve yetkin) olmamıştı.
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  pop open a bottle of bubbly; yeah.
  here's to another goddamn new year
  and outside, 2 million drunk bostonians
  are getting ready to sing auld lang sine out of tune.
  i sit there in my easy chair, looking at the clouds, orange with celebration
  and i wonder if you're out there.
  
  hey! the ice of boston is muddy
  and reflects no light in day or night and i slip on it every time.
  
  pop open a third bottle of bubbly
  yeah, and i take that bottle of champagne
  go into the kitchen, stand in front of the kitchen window
  and i take all my clothes off, take that bottle of champagne
  and i pour it on my head, feel it cascade through my hair
  and across my chest, and the phone rings, and it's my mother.
  and she says "hi honey, how's boston?"
  and i stand there, all alone on new year's eve
  buck naked, drenched in champagne, looking at a bunch of strangers
  uh, looking at them, looking at me, looking at them, and i say:
  "oh, fine mom, how's washington?"
  
  hey! the ice of boston is muddy
  and reflects no light in day or night and i slip on it every time.
  hey! the ice of boston is muddy
  and reflects no light in day or night and i slip on it every time, yeah...
  
  so i guess the party line is i followed you up here.
  well, i don't know about that.
  mainly because knowing about that would involve knowing about some pathetic, ridiculous, and absolutely true things about myself
  that i'd rather not admit to right now.
  
  woke up at 3 a.m. with the radio on, that gladys knight and the pips song on
  about how she'd rather live in his world with him than live in her own world alone.
  and i lay there, head spinning, trying to fall asleep
  and i thought to myself: "oh, gladys, girl, i love you but, oh, 'get a life!'"
  
  hey! the ice of boston is muddy
  and reflects no light in day or night and i slip on it every time.
  hey! the ice of boston is muddy
  and reflects no light in day or night and i slip on it every time.