Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
A song about the life of isolation, pressure, and privilege.
In a guest column for Q-Magazine Oberst wrote:
This song is total projection. I imagined what this person’s life might be like based off a few minutes I spent with her in a crowded bar and some scattered tabloid journalism. It is almost...
[Verse 1]
Kick, you know you're still a kid
And your diet's too full of additives
Passed out on a couch with ashes in your mouth
Dreaming that you're hopping a fence
This world must have it out for you
From the shores of Montauk out to Malibu
The trappings of a name you never could escape
These people want to live in the past
Some golden age that they never had
[Chorus]
I thought we lost that Camelot
I thought we lost that Camelot
It's a children's story we forgot
So long ago
[Verse 2]
Kick, it's hard to find a friend
In a place that's so cruel and partisan
But you should go in style to Stockholm for a while
Live outside oblivion's lens
Someday you'll have a fine divorce
And a cemetery plot in Hyannis Port
Next time you close your eyes on a helicopter ride
I hope you see it isn't your fault
I hope you know it isn't your fault
[Chorus]
I thought they shot that Camelot
I thought they shot that Camelot
Whoever shot this movie star B-roll
Said the show must go on
[Verse 3]
Layin' in an office on an old chaise lounge
Listenin' to the doctor drone
No therapeutic feeling once the shock wears off
Answer every question "no"
Hiding in a hamlet with the shades pulled down
Wondering if the story's broke
Tragedy is profit once the word gets out
Tabloids at the country store
[Chorus]
Searching under tables when the bar closed down
Said somebody stole your phone
Now there's no one to talk to but these trust-fund drunks
Should've brought a chaperone
But Kick, I'd love to help you but I just don't count
Friendship makes you paranoid
I don't believe in curses, but I just might now
You never really had a choice
Like all your broken toys
[Bridge]
Kick, you know this life is rich
But pleasure's not the same as happiness
If you don't collide with the traffic in your mind
I think you'll find your way out of this
I hope you find your way out of this
Kick was written by Conor Oberst.
Kick was produced by Conor Oberst & Jonathan Wilson.
Conor Oberst released Kick on Tue May 20 2014.