Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
[Intro]
Okay, alright, just let me think
Alright, just let me think
Just let me think
[Verse 1]
My heart is a troubled captain in poisoned television waters
I have this air-conditioned nightmare
Like that book you gave to me last summer
That made me think that everything was so much worse than it really was
My heart is a troubled captain
But let's not get caught up on the weather
I could keep searching for the meaning
Try to keep this all together
But you've got green eyes like the forest
I got lost in on the way to some other life
[Chorus]
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
[Verse 2]
My hand is a braindead magnet
So I keep waking up on fire
Beneath this low rise second city
That's turning good men into liars
And maybe I'm not all that good
But I was better in your west coast bed
My hand is a braindead magnet
But let's not get caught up on connections
I could keep searching for a meaning
But I'm still looking for directions
I was baptized in your parents' pool in southern California
Then I fled
[Chorus]
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
[Verse 2 excerpt]
My hand is a braindead magnet
So I keep waking up on fire
Beneath this low rise second city
That's turning good men into liars
[Chorus]
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
[Chorus]
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
You're killing me
You're killing me
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
You're killing me
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, You’re Killing Me was written by Andrew McMahon & Keith Jeffery.
Brooklyn, You’re Killing Me was produced by Tommy English & Keith Jeffery.
Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness released Brooklyn, You’re Killing Me on Fri Nov 18 2016.
I recorded this album in New York City over the span of a year. To temper the energy of the high rise studio in Times Square where I spent my days I made a home in Brooklyn. Most of my New York friends had migrated there over the course of 10 or 15 years and I enjoyed the longer commute. Somewhere i...