Got up... made me some breakfast,
had errands in the wings,
Going here, and doing this and that,
I had to do a lot of things.
Grabbed my coat, put my hands in my pockets,
When I had to freeze,
I Started thinking, I really concentrated,
Where had I put my keys?
......and each second, of every minute, of every hour,
my memory recedes. {CHORUS}
like my hairline, but not my waistline, my memory's fading,
and everybody agrees.
Began searching, I checked in every room,
looking under everything,
I couldn't find them...those keys, gone forever...,
I did find me a ring.
Gave up, went back to the kitchen,
Sat down by the kitchen door,
and there they were, those keys were in the doorlock,
I think I've done this once before...
{CHORUS}
......Shopping, is one thing...I had to do,
forgot my wallet, back in my room. {BRIDGE}
Went to get it, arrived there so confused,
for when I walked past the door, forgot what I'd gone in there for...
{LEAD}
Walked in, to the local supermarket,
Where was my grocery list?,
It was home, sitting on the kitchen table,
I had to make a fist.
So nowadays, I write myself reminders,
my house is filled with notes,
like pairs of glasses, they're everywhere,
this happens to most older folks.
Bouncy, jangly power pop with a slash of acidic shadow, as the very best twee always has. From Boston, they met at band camp (not Bandcamp). Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 2, 2019