His Indie World

[Verse 1]
I don’t think I fit into his indie world
Guided By Voices and Velocity Girl
Eric’s Trip and Rocketship
Rancid and Rocket from The Crypt
Bikini Kill and Built to Spill, it’s plain to see that I don’t fit
He says my songs are too deep and gloomy
He wishes that I could be more like Jenny Toomey
Just give me my Joni, my Nick, Neil, and Bob
You can keep your Tsunami, your Slant 6 and Smog

[Bridge]
What’s the story?
He says Butterglory
I say: what’s the news?
He says the Silver Jews
His Heavenly hang-up is getting me down
And it’s making me wonder why he’s hanging around

[Verse 2]
'Cause I don’t fit into his indie scene
Huggy Bear and Helium and Half Japanese
Sebadoh and Sentridoh and Superchunk and I don’t know
Doug and Lou and Calvin too and Kim and Kim and Kim and Kim
Yeah I’m stuck in the past and he’s stuck on his four-track
But I can’t get through to his one-track mind
I push play and record and a major chord
Maybe I’ll win his heart this time
Maybe I’ll win his heart this time