This is a fairly
accurate chronicle of my day on January 1, 1985. This song got a rewrite a few
years later, in which it was trimmed down and beaten into a more commercial pop
song.
The First Night of the Year
© Brian Hutzell
1985
I wasted the
first day of the New Year
Sitting at a
friend's house, watching TV
I made a list of
things I had to do
And forgot it as
soon as night came.
Walked out in the
cold air
Got the subway to
Harvard Square
Stopped at a
coffee shop, drank a cup
Back on the
subway to Back Bay
I sat at a bar
drinking whisky
Eating popcorn,
watching a football game
Didn't bother
talking to anyone
Got bored staring
at the dying ferns and the deer's head above me
Thinking,
"This is bullshit.
This is
life."
January, January
First
The first day of
the year
January, January
First
That's what I did
on the first night of the year
I went to a movie
that wasn't any good
Then decided to
hit another bar
Writing in a
notebook: random thoughts
While sipping a
tall Irish Coffee
Two ladies
sitting next to me
We talked about
Chicago and dancing
And tried to
listen to everyone else
Saw a girl I
thought I knew, but I was wrong
January, January
First
The first day of
the year
January, January
First
That's what I did
on the first night of the year
Somewhere between
that bar and the next, I lost my umbrella
More coffee
drinks
Now I was drunk
with a caffeine buzz
Once again seeing
faces I thought I recognized
I got nervous for
no reason
A middle-aged man
and his wife tried to pick me up
But he made the
mistake of mentioning his kids
January, January
First
The first day of
the year
January, January
First
That's what I did
on the first night of the year
Back at home I
couldn't get to sleep
I put on a
cassette
And listened
until the tape ended
When the recorder
clicked off, so did I
January, January
First
The first day of
the year
January, January
First
That's what I did
on the first night of the year
That's what I did
on the first night of the year
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