26 Caroline

I'll still be here holding down the fort
When the odd-even parking starts
When the plows and the salt trucks go on call
And the sun gets evicted every day around six
Like it can't pay the rent like me
Or it just can't stay in this city
Like it saw us in August
The way we spent all of our time and our money
It just got any better, see
Or maybe it just moved someplace warmer
And a little less bitter
Like California
I hear it's nice there
Because I crash your couch
When I come out to find that absent fiery dirt coat bastard
He owes me a lot, including damages
Of five months every year of starving serotonin
That's a load of breeze if the sun pays up
Buy a plane ticket home from San Diego
Minnesota in time zone
And I'll meet you at the airport with my brother when you land
I swear to God I'm buying Rick a minivan
And then we'll break into Caroline
With a case of Dollar 22s
And a stereo and a mixtape
Of the songs that we'll all know 'til we die
(That's the last time we'll hear them)
Yeah, I know we're getting older
Getting married, living continents apart
But the graffiti-ridden basement
Doesn't care how old we are
And we all know goddamn well
It was a pretty bad band name
But to hell if it's not still true
Like Kindred Spirits forever, all of you