I had to do two, because I also really really really love this cover. I was big into Pop Goes Punk when I was a little emo kid, and this is one of a few covers that I think still sounds good outside of the Pop Goes Punk context.
Using your lungs for good and bad. Cancelling out the smoke with cardio. The bliss of a cigarette while walking through a big city in the fairly cold weather is an experience I can only describe as joyous and freeing.
You can’t all be writers. Some of you must become blue collar workers. My blue collar bf made me a coffee table and now I get to think fondly of him when I look at it in my living room (I was likely thinking fondly of him before that anyways).
He has no idea I brag about him and that table at least 3 times a week.
