Rescue Blues Songtext
von Craig Finn

She′s got that shortness of breath again
Worst case scenarios
What if the good guy finally dies?
I sit next to her
Hold her hand and reassure
Remind her it's a TV show
The heroes somehow always end up fine

I know Jamie from the grocery store
Up on Garden Boulevard
She started out as a cashier
Now she′s in the back
She does scheduling and bookkeeping
She finishes her shift
Gets the bus and meets me back here


Jamie when we're sailing off
High above the parking lots
Looking off the balcony
Well, that seems pretty pure to me
I guess we all get by
Get by in different ways
Right now I mostly stay
Up here at Jamie's place

I overestimate
I make mistakes sometimes
Owe some money to some other guys
It′s safest if I stay inside
Jamie′s place is clean
Her TV is six feet wide
Two hundred fifty channels
Coming crisp and clear through satellite

Jamie's husband died in 1999
There was an accident
The claim it paid eventually
She brings me cigarettes
Six packs, chips and sandwiches
Newspapers and tattoo magazines


Jamie when we′re sailing off
High above the parking lots
Looking off the balcony
Well, that seems pretty pure to me
I guess we all get by
Get by in different ways
Right now I mostly stay
It's safe up here at Jamie′s place

I haven't mentioned it
To all my stupid tavern friends
I′d never hear the end of it
They wouldn't leave me alone again
They think I'm only doing this
To have somewhere to hang my head
I admit that that played into it
But now there′s so much more to this

Jamie when we′re sailing off
High above the parking lots
Looking off the balcony
Well, that seems pretty pure to me
I guess we all get by
Get by in different ways
Right now I mostly stay
It's safe up here at Jamie′s place

It's safe up here at Jamie′s place