After the days of poets in bars
Hippies with guitars
And keyboards with colored keys
Are beatniks in business suits
Eating beige tinted fruits
Tasting the way it does when red's not a thing
Before the tin lives
And their little tin wives
Were clanking cogs from the beginning
There were alibis in fingers
And the little things they did here
And the subtle sounds of you breathing
You found lines in the sand
From a stick in your hand
Attached to the soul and mind of a friend
Who is long passed away
In this great garden of apes
Hurricaned in with no means to an end
And you don't know why
And you don't know when
All you know is what you've been told
All you know is what you know
Released in 2001, “The Convincer” is a gentle gem in the Nick Lowe catalog; an anniversary edition provides opportunity for rediscovery. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2021