Texty:
Hold Steady The Separation Sunday

Nelson Algren came to Paddy at some party at the dead end alley Yeah, he told him what to celebrate And I met William Butler Yeats, Sunday night dance

Her parents named her Hallelujah, the kids all called her Holly And if she scared you then she's sorry, she's been stranded at these parties These parties

She drove it like she stole it. She stole it fast and with a multitude of casualties. She said I shipped it out from boulder. Packed in coffee grounds

You came into the party with a long black shawl And the guys from the front lawn were making jokes about the white swan Some nights we just need to get

She said always remember never to trust me She said that the first night that she met me She said there's gonna come a time when I'm gonna have to go

at the riverbank. he was breaking bread and giving thanks. with crosses made of pipes and planks. leaned up against the nitrous tanks. he said take a hit. hold

when he's holding then the streetlights seem an awful lot like spotlites. sometimes charlemagne gets uptight. running numbers between bars. running girls

halleluiah came to in a confession booth. infested with infections. smiling on an abcessed tooth. running hard on residue. crashing thru the vestibule

her parents named her halleluiah, the kids all called her holly. if she scared you then she's sorry. she's been stranded at these parties. these parties