Fact 1: Two Saturdays ago, Bruno's in Auburn closed down. I went there the Friday before they closed, and it was incredible. Everything was 80% off. The experience was so profound that I wrote some lyrics about it.
Fact 2: For the past two months or so, I have been listening to over-the-top hardcore. Half of it American and half of it British.
Fact 3: My good bud, Daniel DeVaughn, commented on how much he hates all these new British bands that try to be American.
I could no longer let these things boil inside my constantly churning brain; so, after completing all of my husbandly and otherwise adult-y duties today, I wrote and recorded a song based on the aforementioned facts. It is half really goofy, and half really serious—the story of my life.
Listen below: Goodbye Bruno's
Lyrics (for fun's sake):
Battle Royale up in this bitch.
I'm taking this out, and I don't give a shit.
This is so surreal; everything is empty.
I can't look at their faces; everything is gone.
Everything is empty.
Supply and demand do not exist.
Every man is for himself.
Grab what you can, and then get the fuck out.
Feel like screaming? You need to cover your mouth.
Turn around; don't get caught.
Back outside to the parking lot.
It was the sale of my life, I'm not afraid to admit it.
I wish you could have been there.
I'll never, ever forget it.
Caution tape and flickering lights.
I think this is a dream... This can't be right.
Let me know what you think in the comments!