This song is a response to reading Mordecai Richler's short stories. Shoutout to Fairmount, all my friends and the $2 chow mein shop
lyrics
St. Urbain's not the same as it's written in your books
There's no streetcar 55 and the cyclists never look
No children on the street, people driving so fast
One morning in the fall, I got into an accident
Still there's nowhere else in Canada I call home
Even though on this big island I feel so alone
J'essaie parler Français, it comes out malade
Mais sans Montréal, I'd be so fucking sad
St. Laurent has never been the same
Only tourists and old folks call it the Main
Still, in 300 years some things never change
See a show, have a drink, eat chow mein
When I walked these streets at 10 years old I felt dreams
And I still feel the same when I sit on a metro seat
I was so sad and so scared for so long
'Til I moved to Montréal and started playing my songs
Being well through harmony
Being well through harmony
Being well through harmony
Being well through harmony
Hey did you see that hype new post-punk band recently? They're going to be in Pitchfork in less than a year. How could you ever say St. Viateur bagels are better than Fairmount? A hot Fairmount is the best. One time in Anjou I stole a tank top at Wal-Mart. Sometimes I forget how beautiful this place really is, but then I remember.
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