2080
30 Rock 有一集在開爛片名的玩笑，Jenna Maroney 拍了一部片叫做Rural Juror，因為太難念導致大家都不曉得那部片到底叫什麼（光是想到就讓人笑個不停）。嗯，雖然說講Yeasayer聯想到Rural Juror是有點不三不四，但當你不知道怎麼念一個團名的時候真得就是很困擾啊~
Yeasayer的音樂讓我想起Animal Collective，當然後者還是比較聰明比較清澈透亮，但還是讓我打了好幾個星號了。2080這首歌很好聽，那個chorus真得有在末世吶喊的感覺。Carpe Diem!
[audio: 03 2080.mp3]2080
I can’t sleep when I think about the times we’re living in
I can’t sleep when I think about the future I was born into
Outsiders dressed up like Sunday morning
With no Berlin wall what the hell you gonna do
It’s a new year, I’m glad to be here
It’s a fresh spring, so let’s sing
In 2080 I’ll surely be dead
So don’t look ahead, ever look ahead
It’s a new year, I’m glad to be here
It’s a fresh spring, so let’s sing
And the moon shines bright on the water tonight
So we won’t drown in the summer sound
If you find me I’ll be sitting by the water fountain
Picket signs, letdowns, meltdown on Monday morning
But it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright
It’s alright
Cause in no time, they’ll be gone, I guess I’ll still be standing here
It’s a new year, I’m glad to be here
It’s a fresh spring, so let’s sing
In 2080 I’ll surely be dead
So don’t look ahead, ever look ahead
It’s a new year, I’m glad to be here
It’s a fresh spring, so let’s sing
And the moon shines bright on the water tonight
So we won’t drown in the summer sound
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
It’s a new year, I’m glad to be here
It’s a fresh spring, so let’s sing
In 2080 I’ll surely be dead
So don’t look ahead, ever look ahead
It’s a new year, I’m glad to be here
It’s a fresh spring, so let’s sing
And the moon shines bright on the water tonight
So we won’t drown in the summer sound
Yeah, yeah, we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers
Yeah you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests