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The Decemberists: "Everything actually is awful, and it's not that funny"
Colin Meloy chats with Dork about getting out of old habits, branching out into literature and what’s next for The Decemberists.
Nov 7, 2018 • 3:30 PM
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Boys in blazers Union labor The last on the life boat to get on Leering drivers Weary lifers And I wanna know is when we go on 'Cause we're traveling on Sold for a song We're traveling on And it won't be long 'Til we're traveling on Street-side smokers Holy rollers Find me a toilet to die on L.A., London Barely funded Give me a wheel and I'll ride on, ride on, ride on 'Cause we're traveling on Sold for a song We're traveling on And it won't be long 'Til we're traveling on We're traveling on Fawning fanfare Nearly nowhere Meet the new dauphin in Duluth No one knows you Nations loathe you Please let me know when I can recuse myself if I choose But we're traveling on Sold for a song We're traveling on And it won't be long We're traveling on Sold for a song We're traveling on And it won't be long 'Til we're traveling on We're traveling on We're traveling on, on
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