
Many people asked me why on earth I ended up in Sweden respectively Israel, and I can answer something generic about meeting women and whatnot, but at the end of the day some of my reasons for moving abroad and generally looking for a place in this world far, far outside of my home town have to do with childhood. Excuse me for going all Freudian on my own ass, but it's the only logical conclusion.
Anyway, all that aside, this song just kicks ass for it's own sake. I imagine there are many people who know it and remember it without knowing exactly who made it. So therefore I offer you, from my own trip down memory lane, Bronsky Beat with Small Town Boy, but this time in the 12" version.
Small Town Boy
Pushed around and kicked around
Always a lonely boy
You were the one
That they'd talk about around town
As they put you down
And as hard as they would try
They'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them
Just to your soul
No you never cried to them
Just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Cry , boy, cry...
Posted by Chris at July 4, 2008 05:23 PM