Exhumed the scandalous cadaver
this Black Dahlia,
with her perfume and her powder.
Well what does it matter?
Now that it’s over?
We’re all fishing in Chernobyl
for a four-leafed clover.
I says modern imagination,
our frontiers eliminated
and so we’re all pioneers now
for an unknown destination.
I’d move to the country,
find me a little home
but it’s all gone the way of Jesus Christ -
that is to say it’s all
gone, gone, gone away.
Turned into a Shop ‘N Save,
turned to metal and mirrors
and satellite receivers.
Now there’s forty-five hundred channels
of shit on my T.V
but none with a view into my
open country.
So goodbye blue Madonna
you’ve turned from grey to green
and I’m sick to death with helplessness
and I’ve got to get away
into the open country,
open country.
Australian collective Family Jordan explore complex emotions through soft alt-country songs that take the bucolic with the bittersweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2021