I’ve discovered that one of the reasons I can’t stand most music is that the same words repeat over and over again. Shakespeare used over 30,000 different words in his plays and poems, but the average pop song cant seem to get beyond “what I like about you.” But check out this song by the shins:

Foals in winter coats
White girls of the North,
File past one, five and one,
They are the fabled lambs of Sunday ham, the EHS norm
And they could float above the grass in circles if they tried
A latent power I know they hide
To keep some hope alive that a girl like I could ever try,
Could ever try

So we just skirt the hallway sides
A phantom and a fly
Follow the lines and wonder why
There’s no connection

A week of rolling eyes,
and cheap shots from the trite,
And we’re often on marcus porch again,
Another afternoon with the goathead tunes,
And pilfered booze.
We wander through her mamma’s house
The milk from the window lights
Family portrait circa ‘95
This is that foreign land of the sprayed-on tans
And it all feels fine
Be it silk or slime

So, when they tap our Monday heads
To zombie walk in our stead

This town seems hardly worth our time
And we’ll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our climb
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection

Oooh waooooooo waooooooo…

So when they tap our Sunday heads
Two zombies walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth our time
And we’ll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our crime,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection

Is this what i’ve been looking for? I mean “zombies walk in our stead” is a cool image, and unique! I like their rhyme scheme, if forced, but the words drive the song, and you can tell he just likes the sound of words, their round non-sensical sounds. There may be hope in humanity yet…people understand: it’s all incapable of being scrutinized, just enjoy.