Captive of the Sun
Parquet Courts Lyrics

My misophonia brought the faders up
My auditory sensitivity led me to increase the volume of the sound system.

Now she's a military grade, in
The music now has a very powerful and loud quality to it.

Dolby surround, around five-point-one 'cause
The music is produced in a surround sound system with the five speakers and one subwoofer configuration.

The barking from the baritone
The singing voice of the baritone is rough and aggressive.

Conductor in the pit for the car
The music is being directed by a conductor in a manner similar to an orchestra conductor.

Honk duet, half-tone harmony from
The sound of honking is being incorporated into a musical duet with another instrument.

The sewer rebel youth choir belt
A choir of young people is singing in a gritty and rebellious manner.

Phrases even newer, dump-truck man
The song includes fresh and original lyrics, and one can hear the sound of a dump truck in the background.

Drops the beat with trash cans, call 911!
The percussion is now being created by hitting trash cans, which produces such a powerful and alarming sound that it warrants an emergency call.

We got therapy demands
The people affected by the overwhelming and chaotic sounds are in need of therapy.

Philharmonic got a first chair car
The philharmonic has a leading musician or instrument that is driving the melody.

Crash, pan the falsetto to smash
The sound of the falsetto singing voice is being distorted and destroyed.

The glass, it's a drive-by lullaby
The sound of breaking glass is peaceful like a lullaby, but its suddenness and intensity resemble a drive-by shooting.

That couldnt get worse, a melody
The melody is already unbearable, but it does not seem to be getting any better.

Abandoned in the key of New York
The melody has been left behind and forgotten in the noisy environment of New York City.

Where nothing comes after
It is impossible to create anything new after the overwhelming chaos of the city.

I'm a passtime streamer, hanging
I waste my time streaming content without any real purpose or enjoyment.

From the rafters, I don't get out
I isolate myself and do not participate in life.

I don't have fun
I do not find anything enjoyable.

Livin' like a captive of the sun
I am trapped in a life that is constantly exposed to bright light and heat, which is uncomfortable and oppressive.

Sight-read the chart
The musicians are performing without knowing the music in advance, relying solely on their reading skills.

Clap the rocks into sand
The percussion is created by clapping rocks together, which sounds like the creation of sand.

A twelve-pass van on a pothole bandstand
The musicians are playing in a makeshift performance space, such as a van, in the middle of a bumpy and rough road.

Got an oil-can hangover by default, and trucks pave
The singers have a hangover from drinking out of oil cans and the trucks passing by contribute to the music through their sound.

The roads with amphetamine salt
The roads they are playing on are seemingly alive with energy that is similar to that of amphetamine.

Skull-shakin' cadence of the J train
The rhythm of the music is similar to that of a train, causing the skull to shake with the intensity of the sound.

Rolls the rhythm of defeat, re- peating like a pulse, marching on
The sound suggests a rhythm of defeat that repeats in a manner that is similar to a marching band.

And static, lyrics shout a retort
The lyrics are distorted and shout back at the listener.

To the melody abandoned in the key
The sound is in response to the forgotten melody from earlier.

Of New York
The sound is created in the noisy environment of New York City.