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Late afternoon, another day is nearly done. A darker gray is breaking through a lighter one. A thousand sharpened elbows in the underground. That hollow hurried sound of feet on polished floor, and in the Dollar Store the clerk is closing up, and counting Loonies, trying not to say, "I hate Winnipeg." The driver checks the mirror, seven minutes late. The crowded riders' restlessness enunciates that the Guess Who suck, the Jets were lousy anyway. The same route every day. And in the turning lane, someone's stalled again. He's talking to himself, and hears the price of gas repeat his phrase: "I hate Winnipeg." And up above us all, leaning into sky, our Golden Business Boy will watch the North End die, and sing "I love this town," then let his arcing wrecking ball proclaim, "I hate Winnipeg."
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"That hollow hurried sound, feet on polished floor."
Best 2 lines. The Weakerthans have damn good metaphors, that leave you with really clear imagery, and strong emotions.
I love them dearly.
i still laugh at this song all the time because it just IS winnipeg.
Who doesn't hate their city? Vancouverites maybe...
Anyways, pretty sweet song. I also really like the Golden boy / North End bit... But man, being in the North End just makes me depressed.
haha inside joke...
but seriously, one great song
and yeah, the winnipeg folk fest is helluva party. I look forward to gettin thoroughly fucked up there every year!
peace