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Correct God In Chicago Lyrics
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Craig Finn
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Correct God In Chicago
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Her mom found her brother Then she found the container wrapped up in a newspaper Stuffed in a duffel bag with hockey pads and seven grand in rubber bands We didn't speak at the service but later a message from a number that wasn't familiar said "Hey it's Charlie's sister Would you do me a favor? There's unfinished business It's roughly the size of a baseball" I said I wasn't totally sure, but yeah I could probably call someone I knew this kid from my dorm when I went to school in Wisconsin My two semesters were a total disaster and he was part of the problem Hadn't talked in forever But Wayne from Winnetka picked up on the first ring I explained the situation He said he'd be interested but we'd have to come to him We said lunch time on Wednesday A Mexican restaurant a mile north of Midway He worked for his father's shipping company out west of the city Right now I’m not working She said we could split it Just glad to be finished and not even tempted But it's so goddamn sad in her house right now He’s still here in everything She just needs a break from it Said she wants to come with We left really early Went from St. Paul to Cicero in my Chevrolet that didn’t have any radio Had a boombox in the back seat that was running on batteries Played 1999 into Led Zeppelin III When the tape deck got all wobbly she still sang the harmonies The transaction was easy My buddy looked similar just a little bit heavier And counting all the money in front of him seemed silly This isn’t the movies It was over so quickly Wayne got in his car Drove into the sunset, turned left onto Cermak And she turned to me and said: I’ve never been to Chicago I got nothing going on tomorrow Maybe we could stay here tonight Lose ourselves in the glass and light Never been to Chicago I’ve got nothing going on tomorrow Maybe we could stay here tonight Lose ourselves in the glass and light We got a room at the Hyatt Michigan Avenue I can still picture you We each got a toothbrush from Walgreens We drank in the taverns, we ate somewhere Italian Then she’s on the sidewalk trying to ask for a cigarette from oncoming traffic I felt God in the buildings The light from the skyscrapers showing up in the river And four years didn’t seem like much anymore We both want the same things We kissed on the corner We kissed in the corridors We fumbled with clothing We all want the same things And then it was morning We drove back all hungover And all the way to Eau Claire she played with her hair Came up on St. Paul and she was sobbing
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