Twenty Something by Jesu and Sun Kil Moon Lyrics
My name is Johnny St. Lethal
I'm twenty-eight years old and I wrote me a novel
It's called 'Twenty Something' and the cover is grey text on black
Like 'Belly of the Beast' by Jack Abbott
And if you look at me and my book you'll see that I wear my influences on my sleeve
The Beatnik poets, man, Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg and Neal Cassady
I sport dark shades and a worn black leather jacket
I'm projecting an attitude that says, 'Hey, I don't give a shit.'
And I get more pussy Vince Neil got in 1983
And I gave my book to Mark Kozelek in the front row in Philadelphia and he high-fived me
He said, 'Hey, what's your name?'
I said 'Johnny St. Lethal'
He said, 'Wow, that's a cool name, man. You're my biggest hero
But your life is just beginning and you're just finding your feet in this world. And your schtick's limited to impressing 19-year old girls from Williamsburg. The sweet spot for men lasts from about 27-to-33, and trust me, the magic dust starts fading when you're approaching 40. Right now the girls tell you they got a boyfriend at the end of the night, right? Well, in your late-40s they tell you that information right up front, whether it's true or not
Throughout my life I've met lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of people, but I've never met anybody quite like Johnny St. Lethal. He's on top of the world with his Adam's apple and his Billy Joe Armstrong look and his black paperback novel. But Johnny kept talking during my show in Union Hall so I gave him fifty Norwegian kroners to trade places with a pleasant young girl down the row who was sweet and kind and mild-mannered
Right now you're on top of the world, Johnny St. Lethal, but let's take a look at Johnny when he's 49 years old, people. I wish you the best, I truly do, Johnny St. Lethal. I wish the best for each and every one of us people. You could end up the next Oscar Wilde or Ernest Hemingway, or you could end up like Lux's boyfriend in Virgin Suicides, Trip Fontaine. You never really know what's around the corner, do you Cool Hand Luke? But truly, I wish the very best for you
A girl asked me once in Ireland, 'What is your dream?' I said, 'I'm livin' it.' I asked her, 'What's yours? Since you asked me.' She said, 'I don't know.' But that's a good answer, and we drifted off to sleep on a magical night in Galway [?] and I remember her lips tasting so sweet. 'When I was about your age, Johnny, I believed in many things, but mostly I believed in me. Then the blows started coming, that's when you find out how tough you really be. I've seen artists grow stronger and I've seen artists wilt in the heat. I've seen artists strive like big Magnolia trees in sun die off like weeds. There are curveballs in life, Johnny. Some are hell, some are mindblowingly beautiful. I've got a message for you from all the people down here in Austin, Texas, Johnny St. Lethal
We wish you the best, Johnny St. Lethal
We wish you the best with your paperback novel
We send you our love, Johnny St. Lethal
We wish you the best, Johnny St. Lethal
I got your book in my computer bag next to Bruce Springsteen's 'Born to Run.' And when I get home it's gonna sit on my shelf with the rest of 'em. 'Cause you autographed your book and kindly handed it to me personally. Thank you for the book. And thank you for this song, Johnny St. Lethal
I'm twenty-eight years old and I wrote me a novel
It's called 'Twenty Something' and the cover is grey text on black
Like 'Belly of the Beast' by Jack Abbott
And if you look at me and my book you'll see that I wear my influences on my sleeve
The Beatnik poets, man, Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg and Neal Cassady
I sport dark shades and a worn black leather jacket
I'm projecting an attitude that says, 'Hey, I don't give a shit.'
And I get more pussy Vince Neil got in 1983
And I gave my book to Mark Kozelek in the front row in Philadelphia and he high-fived me
He said, 'Hey, what's your name?'
I said 'Johnny St. Lethal'
He said, 'Wow, that's a cool name, man. You're my biggest hero
But your life is just beginning and you're just finding your feet in this world. And your schtick's limited to impressing 19-year old girls from Williamsburg. The sweet spot for men lasts from about 27-to-33, and trust me, the magic dust starts fading when you're approaching 40. Right now the girls tell you they got a boyfriend at the end of the night, right? Well, in your late-40s they tell you that information right up front, whether it's true or not
Throughout my life I've met lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of people, but I've never met anybody quite like Johnny St. Lethal. He's on top of the world with his Adam's apple and his Billy Joe Armstrong look and his black paperback novel. But Johnny kept talking during my show in Union Hall so I gave him fifty Norwegian kroners to trade places with a pleasant young girl down the row who was sweet and kind and mild-mannered
Right now you're on top of the world, Johnny St. Lethal, but let's take a look at Johnny when he's 49 years old, people. I wish you the best, I truly do, Johnny St. Lethal. I wish the best for each and every one of us people. You could end up the next Oscar Wilde or Ernest Hemingway, or you could end up like Lux's boyfriend in Virgin Suicides, Trip Fontaine. You never really know what's around the corner, do you Cool Hand Luke? But truly, I wish the very best for you
A girl asked me once in Ireland, 'What is your dream?' I said, 'I'm livin' it.' I asked her, 'What's yours? Since you asked me.' She said, 'I don't know.' But that's a good answer, and we drifted off to sleep on a magical night in Galway [?] and I remember her lips tasting so sweet. 'When I was about your age, Johnny, I believed in many things, but mostly I believed in me. Then the blows started coming, that's when you find out how tough you really be. I've seen artists grow stronger and I've seen artists wilt in the heat. I've seen artists strive like big Magnolia trees in sun die off like weeds. There are curveballs in life, Johnny. Some are hell, some are mindblowingly beautiful. I've got a message for you from all the people down here in Austin, Texas, Johnny St. Lethal
We wish you the best, Johnny St. Lethal
We wish you the best with your paperback novel
We send you our love, Johnny St. Lethal
We wish you the best, Johnny St. Lethal
I got your book in my computer bag next to Bruce Springsteen's 'Born to Run.' And when I get home it's gonna sit on my shelf with the rest of 'em. 'Cause you autographed your book and kindly handed it to me personally. Thank you for the book. And thank you for this song, Johnny St. Lethal