Best of Parker & Lily

by Monk Parker, Lily Wolf

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Fourteen cinematic lo-fi dream-pop gems from 2001-2005.

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released November 27, 2016

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Monk Parker Austin, Texas

Pitchfork says "Mournful & elegant, big & brassy... the exquisite dejection is almost celebratory", Rolling Stone France calls his most recent release “perfect, just perfect”, and El Pais declared a recent Madrid performance "monstrously sad & brilliantly anachronistic”.

The new full-length solo release "Crown of Sparrows" comes out on LP & CD in April 2016 on Grand Jury Records.
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Track Name: Hello Halo
How could you miss me,
sitting here with this pale girl
& my clear-as-gin halo...
don’t you know
I love you?

My whole drunken world
is a gaudy frame
for a picture-perfect girl

How could I not want you,
sitting there with that pale boy,
looking like there’s no tomorrow...
Don’t you know that
My whole drunken world
is a gaudy frame
for a picture-perfect girl.
Track Name: You Are My Matinee
You are my matinee,
so cool and dark inside
You’re my convenient place to hide.

Show me previews
of your attractions
& I’ll come see you everyday.
You are my matinee
You are my matinee
Track Name: Smashing Party
I walk the way you walk,
in fashionable circles.
& I talk the way you talk,
in fashionable circles.
In a fashionable crowd I’ve found
I’m almost always odd man out
So I frown & say "I’m sorry.
Smashing party”.

On nights like these
you’re never up past 3, I know.
& sometime after 4,
two by two the boys & girls leave
me dimly viewed,
& framed with bottles, far from sleep.
If there’s one thing you’ve taught me
it’s how to throw a smashing party.
Track Name: Motel Lights
Turn of the ratchet,
lipstick on a book of matches
Blue light in patches,
with the volume down.

Motel lights are cold
& slowly they fold
their voltage to crowns.

One turn tighter
& like sulphur I could burn and light her
Lay down beside her
& hold her tight.

Motel lights are cold
& slowly they fold
a bad day to night,
a bad day to night.
Motel lights.
Track Name: Three-Day Life
Three-day life,
my weekend without you
Friday out past curfew
Saturday morning I watch cartoons
with someone new
Three-day night
on the boardwalk at
my own Coney Island.

Three-day life
My weekend without you
Three-day life
My weekend with
blonde girls from Bond Street I meet
curled like kittens in taxis
Three-day night, this unquiet
bright & shining club life.

Three-day life
My weekend without you
Three-day life
My weekend without you
Three-day life
Track Name: The Low Lows
From a DC-9 at night
I look out on a field of lights
but that’s not for you and I, I know
Pools of darkness lie
both to the left and right
beneath the swollen sky
The low lows
The low lows
The low lows

On a DC-9 in flight
they turn the aisle lights off at midnight
I saw a bright & shining
sidewalk through the clouds
slowly diverging from our route
& pressed my hand against
the tiny row
of plastic windows
& watched the next-to-last hope go.
The low lows
The low lows
The low lows
Track Name: Two Years In The Air
It’s night outside
but always daylight in La Guardia
White on white,
the hallways are too bright
& never quiet enough.

Drinks on tiny tables
& cloud cover outside
in Love Field overnight.

Two years in the air
Too much airport coffee
My time in the sky,
on terminal standby,
Idle in Idlewild.
Track Name: Suit Of Fire
This suit of fire
is cut entirely from my desire
& lined inside with shining flames
It might be hot but it fits just right
so I go out every night
in my burning suit of lights
FLAME ON
Suit of fire
FLAME ON
Suit of fire

Oh Stephin Merritt
your diving suit sounds nice & cool inside
I want to trade you this suit of fire
for just a little while.
I shine at night-time
I light up a party when I arrive
This suit of fire is so bright that I might
burn your eyes when I decide to
FLAME ON
Suit of fire
FLAME ON
Suit of fire
Track Name: Candy's Last Day
Ask around,
it’s Candy’s last day
Pills in her pockets,
there’s a smile on her face
Now and then her eyes glaze
& she waves

See her cry
but not very hard
A short stab of something
slips under her guard
& blocks the sound of passing cars
& stops the wound-up stars

Candy’s kiss is a red weal
Slow slip & sweet spill
Candy’s eyes are islands
but her hands are gulls
& can’t be still

Candy’s eyes are islands
in a rising tide
All ships that sail on her seas
& all planes that fly
sink below the surface
& fall down from the sky.

Candy’s kiss is a red weal
Slow slip & sweet spill
Candy’s eyes are islands
but her hands are gulls
& can’t be still
& fly away
on Candy’s last day.