The relationship is exhausting, there isn’t a manual to follow, and no prayer to swallow. That seems to be the message of “Tired as Fuck” by the Folk Rock trio of sisters performing as The Staves. They are Emily, Jessica, and Camilla Staveley-Taylor from Watford, Hertfordshire, England.
The Staves will be in San Francisco tomorrow (February 20). The Great American Music Hall will host the sisters. Most of their shows are selling out, but there are still tickets for the SF visit (CLICK HERE for info).
“Tired as Fuck” laments the lack of available information for a person leaving a difficult relationship. It begins with almost minimal instrumental support, with the harmonization and lyrics carrying the song. On the other hand, the electric instruments play a major role toward the end. In terms of genre, think pre-1965 Bob Dylan transitioning into Dylan’s electric era.
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Lyrics of “Tired as Fuck” by The Staves
I'm tired as fuck
Oh, I'm tired as fuck
Dry my eyes on the back of my sleeve and do my coat up
Oh, I'm tired and stuck
Oh, I'm tired as fuck
Put down the phone, put on my gloves, and wish me luck
Wish me luck
I'm tired as hell
Oh, I'm tired as hell
Busted bad and broken down and I'm keeping to myself
Oh, I'm tired as hell
Oh, I'm tired as hell
Put down the phone, put on my shoes, and wish me well
Wish me well
Never had a prayer to swallow
I'll be coming home tomorrow
Never had a prayer to follow
I'll be coming home tomorrow
I'm tired as fuck
Oh, I'm tired as fuck
Nothing no one ever can do to bring me back up
Oh, I'm tired as fuck
Oh, I'm tired as fuck
Dry my eyes on the back of my sleeve, just wish me luck
Wish me luck
Never had a prayer to swallow
I'll be coming home tomorrow
Never had a prayer to follow
I'll be coming home tomorrow
Never had a prayer to swallow
I'll be coming home tomorrow
Never had a prayer to follow
I'll be coming home tomorrow
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