Mid-Life Crisis Songs #25: "A one night rebellion that ends up just being a drag"

Here's a proper mid-life crisis song for you: existential angst at its best, courtesy of the late, lamented (they broke up a couple of years ago after 22 years of thoughtful indie-Americana) Richmond Fontaine. Brace yourself...

For once I didn’t go home after shift

I called my wife and said I’d be late

Every day it gets harder to go home

I rode with a guy from work named Ronnie

I'd never been to his house before

His wife was high, on the couch watching TV

Their kids were fighting in the yard so we got out of there

We drove to a strip bar called Mary’s but the girls there are so young

And who am I? Just a middle aged man, I’m who they hate

Ronnie went to the front and sat at the line so I left him there

I bought a bottle and I didn’t call home, I didn’t go home

A night in the city

The city at night

I got sick behind a car, slept against a bank wall

Ate at Annie’s Donuts and made it to work on time

Is this all there is? Is this what life is?

A job that means nothing

A woman who sleeps right next you but she ain’t yours at all

A one night rebellion that ends up just being a drag

Like a weight around your feet that ain’t heavy enough to send you down

I remember in the back of a bar called the Blue Sea

My wife sitting on my lap whispering, “You and me, only you and me”

A night in the city

The city at night