We're clear as day and gone the same
Once - like ghosts that danced upon the lake
The pavement cracked a smile at me
No, I ain't ready for summer to begin
Oh, glorious freedom
Glorious panic
Our blacktop days, the warm retrace
Proud with violence, a marrow shaking sway
He "can't wait to sleep in late"
Well, "this is it"
Let's go and spit at fate
Toronto rivals San Francisco as the North American capital of jangle pop as evidenced by this new record of sunny jams from the Motorists. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024