Pet Politics
Silver Jews Lyrics

Guard my bed
While the rain turns the ditches to mirrors
By a vase of carnations from central Ohio
Where the looking machine can't here us

Deep in the night we dream of positions
There's a line for the phone in the hall
And in the cold places where Spanish is spoken
Most wars end in the fall
You never know where your pet will go
Pet politics
Pet politics
Pet politics
Pet politics

Still wearing last nights' mascara
Now that her pet was gone for sure
She was shivering so hard
It looked like there were two of her

I could see through the sleeve of her blouse
The plans of her architect lover
A tattoo of a boarded-up house
And ink door that belonged to another

When the rain hits you
It hits you slow
Stitch after stitch
Stitch after stitch
Stitch after stitch
Stitch after stitch

Adam was not the first man 'though the Bible tells us so
There was one created before him, whose name we do not know
He also lived in the garden
But he had no mouth or eyes
One day Adam came to kill him
And he died beneath these skies

I find it so amazing how
I go where I'm led
I go where I'm led
I go where I'm led
I go where I'm led

I suspect we could be losing now
Please guard my bed
Please guard my bed
Please guard my bed
Please guard my bed


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Jonathan Boswell

This dude is/was the greatest living songwriter. I'd say he punches the proverbial Bob Dylan in the mouth with his words.



Ricardo Hernandez

David Berman is a brilliant writer with the sentiments of a transient hoping to find home again. In case you can't tell, I totally love, respect and admire him. Love the Silver Jews!!! Takes me back to finer, simpler...more fun times.

congo tronics

god only knows how much I loved this song......


such an impactful songwriter. the world lost one of the greats. RIP


We need a reunion with Malkmus! These guys never get American Water


rest easy big man

Sam Bunker

Rest In Peace this beer is for you


"Please guard my bed." I have a dying dog that is still doing that tonight. James Joyce talked about turning the bread of everyday life into something artistic. David Berman has done so, and then some.

Zakaria Meddings

So beautiful...

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