Walkmen Drivecars, Tourcities, Playsongs

The Walkmen are back on tour this March, so if you haven't listened to any of their albums yet, now is the time to catch up. As a public service, we at TMT would like to give you a head-start by transcribing the lyrics to their biggest hit thus far. That way, you won't be the only one not singing along at their shows:

"Hot sun beating down / Burning my feet just walking around Hot sun making me sweat / Gator's getting close, hasn't got me yet

I can't dance, I can't talk / Only thing about me is the way I walk I can't dance, I can't sing / I'm just standing here selling everything

Blue jeans sitting on the beach / Her dog's talking to me, but she's out of reach
She's got a body under that shirt / But all she wants to do is rub my face in the dirt

I can't dance, I can't talk / Only thing about me is the way I walk
I can't dance, I can't sing / I'm just standing here selling

Oh, and checking everything is in place / You never know who's looking on
Young punk spilling beer on my shoes / Fat guys talking to me trying to steal my blues
Thick smoke, see her smiling through / I never thought so much could happen just shooting pool

I can't dance, I can't talk / Only thing about me is the way I walk I can't dance, I can't sing / I'm just standing here selling

Oh, and checking everything is in place / You never know who's looking on
A perfect body with a perfect face / UH-HUH!

No, I can't dance, I can't talk / Only thing about me is the way I walk
No, I can't dance, I can't sing / I'm just standing here selling everything."

Even the most callous listener cannot deny the power of these words set to heavenly music:

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