Went away for the weekend
To my good friend's hide away
Couldn't believe our eyes when
We saw where we would stay
Had some good friend join us
Had the music on hard replay
Outside the fire was lighting
Inside we sipped Bombay
Miss my home far away (ooohhoohooh)
Sipping on Aul Bombay (ooohhoohooh)
The heat in the cabin got crazy
From the stove that cooked the food
That's when I found Mary
When I went outside to cool
A little later that night
Mary stayed drinking
Got so uptight
Good friends would ask 'why so angry?'
Then Mary turned to say
Miss my home far away (ooohhoohooh)
Sipping on Aul Bombay (ooohhoohooh)
It wasn't till 5 in the morning
When shenanigans stop it's flow
Unaware of her irrash behaviors
Mary passed out on the floor
Oh but the very next day
My head was hurtin' full of the pain
Reflections they show Mary staring
It was me they'd called Mary
I miss my home far away (ooohhoohooh)
Sipping on Aul Bombay (ooohhoohooh)
Put Mary in a Coma...yeah!
It put Mary in a Coma...yeah!
I miss my home far away (ooohhoohooh)
Sipping on Aul Bombay (ooohhoohooh)
An ambitious pop song cycle about human loneliness and fear, thick with harmonies and buoyed by tight musicianship. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 27, 2018