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Junie Halloway

THE WRONG YEAR

Wrote her first album in a car outside her ex-best-friend's house

style

  • pop punk
  • alt pop
  • crunchy distorted guitars
  • punchy live drums
  • young female vocal
  • sneering then vulnerable
  • huge shouted chorus
  • diary-honest
  • glossy but raw
  • american accent

the numbers

bpm
152
key
C# major
energy
0.70
dance
0.95
valence
0.59
vocal at
1.2s
length
2:08
language
En

lyrics

(the wrong year!)

I put nineteen seventy-eight and it was eighty-one
I called him by the name that only his brother used
I described a shed that turned out to be a garage
And that is the bit she reads. She told me. That's the bit.

The wrong year, wrong year, the wrong year, wrong year
Nobody has ever wept at a correctly worded card
The wrong year, wrong year, the wrong year, wrong year
The mistakes are where the human being shows through

Every sympathy card in that shop is perfect. Every one.
Perfect font, perfect sentiment, perfectly no one.
She has forty of them in a drawer and one bad letter on the fridge.
(BAND EXPLODES)

(the wrong year!)