A Quiet Night In the Hotel
In the hotel
On the upper bunk
Behind a moat of pillows to keep him from falling off
Jimmy lies still
Three-quarters asleep
His mind like a broken cassette
In a world of CDs
Am I famous?
Let's try it on for size
Jimmy the famous music-maker
No, that doesn't feel right
Jimmy, the legend, Jimmy the god
Jimmy the rock star, the prodigal son
Jimmy the upstart, the odball, the outcast
Jimmy the odball in a flannel and a beanie
Intruding a DnD campaign
Yeah that's more like it
And yet...
I worked for this, didn't I?
I wanted something my old life couldn't satisfy
And maybe this'll be fun
And maybe I deserve it
And maybe we-
Maybe it's meant to be
And what of the others?
Sean is dreamlessly drooling on his pillow
Suspiciously early in the night
Michelle is reading Camus in the kitchen
And Craig is straight upright
With Jimmy's dangling hand in his peripheral vision
He's taking this rare quiet moment to do some thinking
Namely, when does this fever dream end, and my life begin?
And how far can we take this, and- fuck, what am I doing?
Fuck, what am I doing?
Fuck, what am I doing?
On the upper bunk
Behind a moat of pillows to keep him from falling off
Jimmy lies still
Three-quarters asleep
His mind like a broken cassette
In a world of CDs
Am I famous?
Let's try it on for size
Jimmy the famous music-maker
No, that doesn't feel right
Jimmy, the legend, Jimmy the god
Jimmy the rock star, the prodigal son
Jimmy the upstart, the odball, the outcast
Jimmy the odball in a flannel and a beanie
Intruding a DnD campaign
Yeah that's more like it
And yet...
I worked for this, didn't I?
I wanted something my old life couldn't satisfy
And maybe this'll be fun
And maybe I deserve it
And maybe we-
Maybe it's meant to be
And what of the others?
Sean is dreamlessly drooling on his pillow
Suspiciously early in the night
Michelle is reading Camus in the kitchen
And Craig is straight upright
With Jimmy's dangling hand in his peripheral vision
He's taking this rare quiet moment to do some thinking
Namely, when does this fever dream end, and my life begin?
And how far can we take this, and- fuck, what am I doing?
Fuck, what am I doing?
Fuck, what am I doing?
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Writer(s): Lucca Burgess
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Other Album Tracks
- The Birth of Jimmy McCain
- The Ballad of Jimmy and Craig
- Michelle's Debut
- The Biggest Venue in Middlington, Washington
- The Practice Song
- The Battle of the Bands/ Act One Finale
- The Executive Meeting
- A Day in the Life
- The McCain Family Lullaby
- Tour Log: 1995
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