Elliot Smith Condor Ave Lyrics

Condor Ave Lyrics

she took the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue

and she locked the car and
slipped past into rythmic quietude

lights burning, voice dry and
hoarse

I threw the screen door like a bastard back and forth

the
chimes fell over each other

I fell onto my knees

the sound of the
car driving off made me feel diseased

a sick shouting like you hear at
the fairground

now I'm picking up to put away anything of yours that's
still around

I don't know what to do with your clothes or your letters

it'll make a whisper out of you



she took the Oldsmobile out past
Condor Avenue

the fairground's lit a drunk man sitsby the gate she's
driving through

got his hat tipped bottle back in between his teeth

looks like he's buried in the sand at the beach

I can't think about
you driving off to leave barely awake

to take a little nap while the road
is straight

I wish that car had never been discoveredthey took away the
bottle and the hat he was under

that's the one thing that he could never
do

and it'll make a whisper out of you



she took the
Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue

cops were running around the scene

looking for some kind of clue

they ever get uptight when a moth gets
crushed

unless a light bulb really loved him very much

I'm lying
down, blowing smoke from my cigarettelittle whisper smoke signs you'll never
get

you're in your Oldsmobile driving by the moon

headlights
burning bright ahead of you

and someone's burning out on Condor Avenue

trying to make a whisper out of you



what a shitty thing to
say

did you really mean it

you never said a word to me about what
passed between us

so now I'm leaving you alone

you can do whatever
the hell you want to