When All the Stores Are Closed
from The Decline of America Part One: The Bush Years by Tyranny of Dave
-
Streaming + DownloadPurchasable with gift card
-
Buy the Full Digital Album
lyrics
Got up this morning. Couldn’t find my keys
Couldn’t find my briefcase. Couldn’t find the train
Couldn’t find my office. Couldn’t find my job
Then I couldn’t find my money so I couldn’t get my stuff
And now there’s no more Main St. There’s no more Wall Street.
We're just left with Mall Street and all the stores are closed.
Get up. Get dressed. As if you really have a place to go.
Is it noon already? I was so sure that I would make it out the door.
And now I’m walkin’ down the street. Smile at everyone I meet
But they’re all lookin’ down.
You can text or you can tweet. Everybody just retreats.
You might just head downtown
You got to tell them that you want them
You got to tell them that you need them or they won’t know.
Just hold my hand out I’ll catch some business cards
They blow like tumbleweeds through all the lost backyards.
Yesterday you could buy wine. Now it’s just another sign
That nobody wants to read.
A busy signal every time, on the unemployment line
So who’s gonna talk to me?
There’s no more Main St. There’s no more Wall Street.
We’re just left with Mall Street and all the stores are closed.
Is it gone? Is it there?
Do I really even care?
Why even sing this song?
I feel you on the street
Walking to a steady beat
You seem to carry on
When every map’s redrawn
And all that was there is gone
But there’s the same amount of love
The same amount of love
We’re all in this together when that push becomes a shove
I want to see you. I want to be there but all the stores are closed
I want to drink this. I want to buy that but all the stores are closed
How can you meet me? How can you know me when all the stores are closed.
I want to kiss you. I really need you when all the stores are closed
Will you still want me? Will you still love me when all the stores are closed
You need to come back. You might forget me when all the stores are closed
Couldn’t find my briefcase. Couldn’t find the train
Couldn’t find my office. Couldn’t find my job
Then I couldn’t find my money so I couldn’t get my stuff
And now there’s no more Main St. There’s no more Wall Street.
We're just left with Mall Street and all the stores are closed.
Get up. Get dressed. As if you really have a place to go.
Is it noon already? I was so sure that I would make it out the door.
And now I’m walkin’ down the street. Smile at everyone I meet
But they’re all lookin’ down.
You can text or you can tweet. Everybody just retreats.
You might just head downtown
You got to tell them that you want them
You got to tell them that you need them or they won’t know.
Just hold my hand out I’ll catch some business cards
They blow like tumbleweeds through all the lost backyards.
Yesterday you could buy wine. Now it’s just another sign
That nobody wants to read.
A busy signal every time, on the unemployment line
So who’s gonna talk to me?
There’s no more Main St. There’s no more Wall Street.
We’re just left with Mall Street and all the stores are closed.
Is it gone? Is it there?
Do I really even care?
Why even sing this song?
I feel you on the street
Walking to a steady beat
You seem to carry on
When every map’s redrawn
And all that was there is gone
But there’s the same amount of love
The same amount of love
We’re all in this together when that push becomes a shove
I want to see you. I want to be there but all the stores are closed
I want to drink this. I want to buy that but all the stores are closed
How can you meet me? How can you know me when all the stores are closed.
I want to kiss you. I really need you when all the stores are closed
Will you still want me? Will you still love me when all the stores are closed
You need to come back. You might forget me when all the stores are closed
credits
from The Decline of America Part One: The Bush Years,
released May 17, 2010
Dave - Organ, singing, programming
Didi Afana - Guitars
Anna Soltys - Singing
Aaron Zemelko - Bass
Ben Gray - Drums
Dave - Organ, singing, programming
Didi Afana - Guitars
Anna Soltys - Singing
Aaron Zemelko - Bass
Ben Gray - Drums
license
tags
If you like Tyranny of Dave, you may also like:
-
Beautiful and mysterious folk-adjacent songs from this UK outfit that wreathe delicate acoustic guitar in mist-like synths.
go to album -
Thin Lear's sophisticated rock music is tempered with soaring chamber pop accents and an undeniable gift for melody.
go to album -
featured on Bandcamp Radio Aug 2, 2016
go to album -
Live EP from this shuffly, shambly, inventive folk-jazz outfit features two originals and two covers.
go to album -
The Convincer (20th Anniversary Edition)
by Nick LoweReleased in 2001, “The Convincer” is a gentle gem in the Nick Lowe catalog; an anniversary edition provides opportunity for rediscovery.
go to album -
The Rhythm of the City
by John Paul KeithClassic roots rock with Memphis grit and swagger from singer-songwriter John Paul Keith, on Wild Honey Records.
go to album -
In honor of their 10th Anniversary, all Deer Tick albums are "pay what you wish" today.
go to album
