Banging Camp

Holly wore a string around her finger

She said it helps her to remember

All the nights that we got over

And besides, it ties her outfit all together

Holly wore a string around her finger

There are strings attached to every single lover

But they still can't even tether us together

Listen to the back of the theater

I think they really love one another

There are strings attached to every single lover

When they say great white sharks

They mean the kind in big black cars

When they say killer whales

They mean they wailed on him till they killed him

Up in Penetration Park

Holly wore a cross to ward them off

She said if they think you're a Christian

Then they won't bring in the dogs

And if they think you're a Catholic

Then they'll want to meet your boss

Holly wore a cross to ward them off

Yeah, there's camps down by the banks of the river

And it's sketchy in the night

But they mostly lay low in the light

Hey sweet recovery, come on

Won't you wade into the water with me?

You know, there's camps down by the banks of the river

When they say black and tans

You know they mean the kind from the cans

We don't got time to mix it all together

I'm a very busy man, man

She said I dig those awkward silences

'Cause I grew up in denial

And went to school in Massachusetts

He said hi, I like to party on the problem blocks

And I can't stand it when the banging stops

I saw her at the party pit

Yea, she was shaky, but still trying to shake it

Half naked and three-quarters wasted

She was completely alone

I saw him at the riverbank

He was breaking bread and giving thanks

With crosses made of pipes and planks

Leaned up against the nitrous tanks

And he said take a hit

Hold your breath and I'll dunk your head

Then when you wake up again

Yeah, you'll be high as hell and born again

Yeah, there's strings attached to every single lover

Yeah, there's strings attached to every single lover