Decemberists, The - Midlist Author Lyrics






I fell upon a Tuesday
When I had just got down to work
And everything went grey
So I caught a bus Wednesday
Thought a vacation well deserved
And all my edges frayed

Address your letters to:
Midlist author (midlist author)
You're never the best but you're never the worst
Why even bother (even bother)
You'll never be last but you'll never be first

Have another taste of fame
When they mispronounce your name
When they mispronounce your name

Strolled along the seaside
Among all the vulgar cheering crowds
And a boy cries for his dog
Stolen by a riptide (stolen by a riptide)
His mother explains he's surely drowned
As he weeps upon a log

And all my readers sing, oh
Midlist author (midlist author)
You're never the best but you're never the worst
Why even bother (even bother)
You'll never be last but you'll never be first

Maybe one more glass of wine
Will make everything seem fine
Maybe everything will seem fine

And nobody's taking chances
Oh, but those, all those dwindling advances
Get you down
They get you down...

Shuffling homeward
I checked the receiver on the phone
No messages returned
So I started up a new thing (started up a new thing)
Something about the sea, a boy, and his dog
And these were the first words:
"Dedication TK"

Oh, midlist author (midlist author)
You're never the best but you're never the worst
Why even bother (even bother)
You'll never be last but you'll never be first

Maybe novel twenty-two
Will make them all remember you





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  1. M.... 1....

    Literally one of the best songs in this 5part mini-macro-macrowave-miget-miniscule-large album.

    M.... 1....

    Fuck you, can’t even listen to a song without having see you around you fucking roach.

  2. T.... M....

    I fell upon a Tuesday
    When I had just got down to work
    And everything went gray

    So I caught a bus Wednesday
    Thought a vacation well-deserved
    And all my edges frayed

    Address your letters to:

    Midlist author
    You're never the best
    But you're never the worst!

    Why even bother?
    You'll never be last
    But you'll never be first!

    Have another taste of fame
    When they mispronounce your name
    When they mispronounce your name...

    Strolled along the seaside
    Amid all the vulgar cheery crowds
    And a boy cries for his dog

    Stolen by a riptide
    His mother explains he surely drowned
    As he weeps upon a log

    And all my readers sing:

    Oh, midlist author
    You're never the best
    But you're never the worst!

    Why even bother?
    You'll never be last
    But you'll never be first!

    Maybe one more glass of wine
    Will make everything seem fine
    Maybe everything will seem fine...

    And nobody's taking chances
    And all those dwindling advances
    Get you down
    They get you dow-o-ow-o-ow-o-own...

    Shuffling homeward
    I check the receiver on the phone:
    No messages returned

    So I started up a new thing
    Something about the sea, a boy, and his dog
    And these were the first words:

    Dedication TK

    Oh, midlist author
    You're never the best
    But you're never the worst!

    Why even bother?
    You'll never be last
    But you'll never be first!

    Maybe Novel 22
    Will make them all remember you...

  3. M.... T....

    this ones tasty

  4. C.... P....

    Very good comrade I approve *approves video*