Among the highlights from Jon Brion’s New Year’s Eve show was an impromptu impression of Bruce Springsteen–in the form of a fake Bruce Springsteen song.
A recording has surfaced. You can download it here or stream it below.
An audibly-apt Brion fan over at Fairfax Ave has done his best to transcribe it. If you can make out any parts that he couldn’t, post a comment and I’ll update ‘em accordingly!
Well I came from the [berks?] of Jersey one day when it was [turnin?]
I moved down to ?
I met a pretty good lover under the boardwalk and we made love
I thought that was all this world was made of
We thought if we could have ? highway ?
And I swear that Jenny, I couldn’t have a worry anymore
It was knowing you’re the one with the fire in your heartI knew it from the start
So come on, come on, come on
Baby wanna drink it up
I came all the way from Jersey
You’re the only girl that I’m dreaming of
Nothing that you ever do could drive me away
That’s all I got,
That’s all I’m gonna say[Sensitive piano breakdown, really high]
Now I know what you wanted, you want ? prom
And I’m gonna take that jacket, everything that I’m about
You know it’s fat happy Pete
He went down to the convenience store
He’s only living for a six pack, he don’t live for nothing more
Well get in to my car it’s a Dodge and it’s got heat
We’ll make love in the front and in the back seat
And there ain’t noone in this world who’s ever gonna hold us back
? [architect?]I come from Jersey,
I come from Jersey,
I come form Jersey,
I come from Jersey,
And let me tell you,
Let me tell you without a doubt
There’s not that much to sing aboutWhoah-oh…
–Bruce Springsteen Song by Jon Brion
tags: bruce springsteen, jon brion
January 16th, 2008 at 3:22 pm
From Brad’s website (http://bradlaidman.com/uncategorized/jon-brion-i-come-from-jersey/) I think are perfect lyrics:
Well I came from the burbs of Jersey one day when I was ten
I moved down to California
and I haven’t been back since then
I met a pretty girl under the boardwalk and we made love
I thought that was all this world was made of
We’re gonna hit the highway like we never hit the highway before
And I swear that Jenny, I couldn’t have a worry anymore
It was knowing you’re the one with fire in your heart
I knew it from the start
So come on, come on, come on
Baby wanna drink it up
I came all the way from Jersey
You’re the only girl that I’m dreaming of
Nothing that you ever do could drive me away
That’s all I got,
That’s all I’m gonna say
[”CELESTE!!”]
[”Sensitive piano breakdown, really high”]
Now I know what you wonder, you wonder what I’m all about
And I’m gonna tell you Jane, everything that I’m about
You know it’s slap happy Pete
He went down to the convenience store
He’s only living for a six pack, he don’t live for nothing more
Well get in to my car it’s a Dodge and it’s got heat
We’ll make love in the front and in the back seat
And there ain’t noone in this world who’s ever gonna hold us back
And you know, baby it’s like a street fight heart attack
I come from Jersey,
I come from Jersey,
I come form Jersey,
I come from Jersey,
And let me tell you,
Let me tell you without a doubt
It’s not that much to sing about
Whoah-oh…