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about

‘The Wild Humdrum’ is a state where nothing entertaining, stimulating, interesting or fun is happening, yet ongoing events of personal misfortune mean there is never really a dull moment to be had. I drunk-emailed a rough mix of this song to Kevin Barnes from of Montreal and he said it was quite good.

lyrics

Rewrite the plan of conventional helplessness
Am I not the man with perpetual nervousness?
I know that you know what I want
I always seek your advice
Must it all bear down on me?

I dig deep inside for a way to get motorised
Felt so misguided, futility overrides
I don’t understand what you need
I understood the old times
Must they all bear down on me?

With all this noise in my head
Forever when lying in bed with a bout of tinnitus that can never be tamed
Catastrophising away and all for reasons I can’t explain
On my back and going crazy, singing:

“Time on my hands has sucked my ability”
Makes it twice as heard to push it aside
Try to understand the mental agility
It’s a drag to keep the spirit alive

Cruel to be cool and feeling the biggest fool
Who went back to school just to major in ridicule
I can’t comprehend why I did
Was nothing like the old times
Must they all bear down on me?

The invite of eyes brought a stomach of butterflies
But to my surprise, her intentions were otherwise
I don’t understand what she meant
Kept playing tricks with my mind
Must it all bear down on me?

As you’re removing the rug, cocaine’s a hell of a drug
And how I’m feeling inside
“What kind of girls do you like?”
And now I’m running away
‘Cos what I’m feeling I can’t display
In a taxi going crazy, singing:

“Time on my hands has sucked my ability”
Makes it twice as heard to lock it inside
Try to understand the mental agility
Can I crawl right back to routined life?

Oooh - I gave all my best away, my best away
Oooh - while keeping myself alive, myself alive, oh oh
Oooh – you’ve got to help me now, ah ‘cos
Oooh – I fear everything and anyone

Time on my hands has brought me humility
As I run away from you each time
Time makes demands and each a catastrophe
The futility…

I’ll let you go and walk away merrily
Just as fast, I see, as you’ve begun
I’ll let you know, every day is a test for me
My mind is my enemy

In the wild humdrum
Stripping the heart and soul from me
I will come undone
Must it all bear down on me?

credits

from Getting Stranger By The Month EP, released August 12, 2022
Paul Kelly – Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Synthesiser
Joe Montague – Drums
Calum Muir – Percussion
Sean Biggerstaff – Fingerclicks
Aylish McFarlane – Fingerclicks

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