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This is an old song, part of a quartet of tunes I recorded on my Tascam Porta-One 4-track cassette recorder back in 1994, collected under the incredibly pretentious title, "Smart Bombs in the Hotel de Vie." I've included it in this set because it's one of the signature songs of the SS — interweaving plunky guitar melodies and vocal harmonies that stray a shade from the expected.
Musically, I remember noodling about with the melodic walk-down that starts the song and then recalling how it sounded a little like the Simon & Garfunkel song "America." Maybe you caught the pun about "homeward bounders" in the lyrics above? From there, I wanted the song to ebb and flow, a little like its seaside setting.
Story-wise, I wanted to write about lovers who felt estranged in their current lives, who sought escape — anything that would raise them up from the doldrums of their existence. So they meet in secret, in nature-aided gloom, as far from the rest of humanity as they can get given their limited resources. Hence the pier, cut off from the shore by a fog bank. And I wanted to express something along the lines of however dire their circumstances, they ought not sell out, not bargain away their souls — there had to be limits on how far they’d go to survive. Ultimately, they realize their only choice is to leave their current lives and start again somewhere else. At least they'll have each other.
-Robi
lyrics
The fog comes rolling in
And cuts off pier from shore
The homeward bounders thin
To bar and bolt their doors
The devils sneer and grin
The ocean starts to roar
You push and push again
I've told you once, I've told you before
There are some things I'll never do
Even though you might want me to
You ordinary fool
I could be
Extra ordinary
Extra ordinary
Extra ordinary, too
The rain comes pouring down
We hide beneath the pier
Let's leave this stinking town
And start again somewhere
The ocean starts to pound
The devils grin and sneer
You swim or else you drown
So take my hand and let's get out of here
Cos there's some things I'll never do
Even though you might want me to
You ordinary fool
I could be
Extra ordinary
Extra ordinary
Extra ordinary, too
I could be
Extra ordinary
Extra ordinary
Extra ordinary...
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