Springfield, IL Songtext
von Ezra Furman & The Harpoons

In a shining white hotel room in Springfield, IL
I found myself a real sentimental boy, a real sentimental boy
At the bars, I look for girls who look like they′ve been crying
Those are the girls, I wanna make 'em mine, I wanna make ′em mine

Oh, but child, you better look around
There's a reason you're in Springfield town
Child, there′s a lesson to learn


Look, there′s my friend in a trench coat and a wine glass in his hand
My heart sings a song of a forgotten land, a forgotten land
He's reading a sports section and I′m reading the comics
Big bad world makes me wanna vomit, makes me wanna vomit

I can feel my soul escaping, escaping out my mouth
I can't tell if it′s headed north or south, north or south

Oh, but child, as your madness grows
You'll find out what the lonely ones know
Child, pick your clothes out and get dressed

Springfield is blooming in this weather and it′s opening to reveal
Secrets and lies that all cities conceal, all cities conceal
I looked at the beast in all its furry and its mouth, mouth, mouth open wide
I could see the big lonely inside, big lonely inside


All the lonely people live in a world where no one sees their face
I hope they know, I live in the same place, I live in the same place, I live in that place