From the recording Crashing Into Things
File Type: WAV
Written by Crashing Into Things
Mike Isacson- Vocals, Bass
Adrian Southward- Guitar, Drums
Josephine Spaxman- Additional Vocals
Cora Schamberger- Additional Vocals
Produced and Engineered by Crashing
Into Things with Chonka
©℗ Querc Records 2014
Lyrics
Derek used to live in a tent in the woods
Out back of where he worked as a computer programmer
I was living on a leaky candlelit porch
And he spent the night a couple times, wrapped up in a tarp
We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves
We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves
Gettin’ up the nerve to go down and ask a girl
If she wanna go for coffee sometime
Chase a girl named Heidi to an Island named Lasqueti
Where mosquitoes feasted on us ‘til the morning sun
We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves
We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves
Tai chi in the backyard, jamming the avant garde
With Julian and Sherwood talk about a new band
Buy a cheap truck, I thought I’d stay a while but
The landlord saw the porch and I was on the move again
We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves
We didn’t know very much about nothing
But we sure as hell were gonna find out for ourselves