[Lyric] Tommy Keene Is Playing Kikis House (Matthew Grimm)

[Verse 1]
Hey, baby
Did you hear the news?
There's fascists in the White House
And half the country's cool with that
Jim Crow is all the rage again
Measured reality suspended
Like we all went back in time
And unlearned good and bad

[Verse 2]
But long ago and far away
We read books and argued
Late into the mornings how to clean up
Our parents' cratered waste
Meet me at the Record Shack each Friday after last class
Maybe punk rock, ideas, sex and booze
Could bе the fuel of bettеr days

[Chorus]
Twelve-pack in a gym bag
6 Bus at Baldwin Street
Smoke count at half a pack
I'm fifty going on twenty-three
It's a dumpster-fire day in an End Times kind of life
But Tommy Keene is playing Kiki's House tonight
[Verse 3]
1986, Songs From the Film
JP finds it in the cut-out bin
We spin it again and again
Liked it turned some secret key in our restless brains
Niebuhr, Gramsci, Scruffy the Cat
Hobsbawm, Wiesel, the Mats
Social D, Marcuse, Del Fuegos, Dewey
Threads that wove what we became

[Bridge]
Morning in America
Pastel propaganda
Corporations, Christians, contras
All fronts in one never-ending war
We raged at the sacred and austere
Revenge for childhoods lived in fear
Rock & roll won't save the world
It's just the breaths between the horrors

[Chorus]
Twelve-pack in a gym bag
6 Bus at Baldwin Street
Smoke count at half a pack
I'm 50 going on twenty-three
It's a dumpster-fire day in an End Times kind of life
But Tommy Keene is playing Kiki's House tonight
Yeah, Tommy Keene is playing Kiki's House tonight