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john forster - entering marion lyrics

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[verse 1]
every year i drive out to cape cod for the last part of june
leave the city by 10 and you’re there in the late afternoon
on the way there’s a village called marion that you p-ss through
the first time i approached it i’ll always remember the sign that came into view

[chorus]
it said
entering marion
and i thought
what a fun little sign
but the feeling of entering marion
had a kick that was hard to define
a rapturous rush
a physical flush
chills up and down the spine
for the few minutes i was in marion
all m-ssachusetts was mine

[spoken]
well, it got to be kind of an annual thing
the event that would start each vacation off with a bang!

[verse 2]
well one year who knows why i decided to try a new route
so i got out a map and i traced one i thought was a beaut’
after driving all morning i came to the top of a hill
where a sign stood before me that promised a new kind of thrill

[chorus]
it said
entering beverly
which was lovely and not overbuilt
and the pleasures of entering beverly
far outweighed any feelings of guilt
i could say i’m contrite
but it wouldn’t be right
for the truth is that later that day
i found myself entering sharon
it was there
so was i
we enjoyed it, hey what can i say?

[bridge]
by the next year i’d try any route for novelty’s sake
i was cursed with a thirst that no single township could slake
oh at the wheel i was calm but inside i was running amok
when a sign in the road dead ahead sent me straight into shock

[chorus]
entering lawrence
my god, i was out of control
and i’d no sooner finished with lawrence
than boom, i was entering lowell!
i backtracked and reentered lawrence
then quincy and norton as well
around midnight i crashed into ethel
and flopped in a fleabag motel

[bridge 2]
i slept fitfully in my clothing
and awoke in a pool of sweat and self-loathing
lying there feeling lower than carrion
a name came clear as a clarion
i jumped in my car
and before very far

[verse 3]
i was entering marion
how totally wonderfully great
how grand to be entering marion
after tramping all over the state

[outro]
every sleazebucket verb
every tryst by the curb
had really just helped me to find
i’m happiest entering marion
i guess i’m the marion kind
i guess i’m the marion kind

- john forster lyrics

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