Poor Old Lu Speak Soft Lyrics:
(lyrics by The Swoon)

A wonderful song. Although The Swoon only recorded
one album that we know of, it was all that we
needed. In fact, it was difficult to pick which
track to record... we just knew that we wanted to
cover one of their songs. As we started to work
through the parts of the song, it really started
to come together. Nick's bass was recorded with
the snare drum chain loose... so you could hear
the rattle. Aaron mimicked the acoustic parts
perfectly. The agressive bridge was our own twist
on things, but fitting I think. Finally, we added
a Beatle-esque "Day In The Life"
build-up ending to finish it off. It came out just
as we wanted. What more can I say? I'll just add
the notes from the 'Straight Six' album cover...

One of the most influential bands in our musical
development, The Swoon, wrote this beautifully
tragic song back in 1989. The album was heard by
far too few people and the respect that is
deserved of the band, the album, and this song was
never given them either. May they consider
themselves very highly honored in our musical
lives, possessing songs that we wished we had
written. However, this is the best that we can do.
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The words to this song paint a wonderful and
terrible picture of confusion, fear, and
consequence. I pray that the last two lines
especially would be smelling salts for all of us
in the paths that we choose - "don't trouble
yourself with seeking peace. go cheap..."

Jerry had some beers and started to sing he knows
just what he means he don't mean a thing he waited
for the wisdom years would bring, to him on the
refrigerator door are the words he had written
moments before it says 'i hope i never have to go
to war'

speak soft, baby don't you talk to me

he goes to the dance and falls in love years later
it's still her he's thinking of she never spoke
once or even looked up, enough

speak soft, baby don't you talk to me

Houdini closed himself inside of a box he didn't
have a trick to spring the lock off the stage the
people watched, the clock prison could be a nice
place to live the bars on the window like bars on
a crib freedom is the least desired gift, to give

speak soft, baby don't you talk to me

Jerry had some beers and started to weep it's time
to turn away, it's his time to sleep don't trouble
yourself with seeking peace, go cheap
Lyrics: Speak Soft, Poor Old Lu [end]