Drinking 40s in the back
Of his brand new stolen Cadillac
I took a swig from his bottle of gin
While he was singing the Velvet's Heroin
Loves to think that we're all so free
But he don't give a shit about me
He thinks slumming it is where it's at
Asks if I've read Kerouac
Hand on thigh, the line is blurred
“You're so cute, you don't need words.”
I guess that's why I don't trust men
Because it's always about the hero
Not the heroine
You could be my hero
And I'd never be alone
You could be my hero
But right now
I think I need to be my own
A new track from Pretty Matty finds the band in top form, delivering clean yet crunchy hook-laden power pop with trademark high energy. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 25, 2020