Odes to Joy

Odes to MARTA — chunk 3 · Track 5 · middle

East Point

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Lyrics

[Intro — instrumental only, no vocals]
[darts thud into a board, thunk after thunk; the beat builds]
[Instrumental build — still no singing, let the groove settle in]
[Instrumental — the darts and the strings carry it alone]

[Verse 1 — vocals enter at last]
South of the city where the streetcars ran,
the suburb that raised the ATLien clan;
throw the dart, hear the thudding point,
East Point hitting the bullseye joint.

[Chorus]
East Point, East Point, thud and stick,
the darts find the point and they find it quick;
thunk, thunk, thunk on the cork and the wire,
the southside aim that never tires.

[Verse 2]
OutKast cradle, the southern home,
where two young kings learned to write a poem;
every point a place on the southbound map,
East Point landing it right on the snap.

[Chorus]
East Point, East Point, thud and stick,
the darts find the point and they find it quick;
thunk, thunk, thunk on the cork and the wire,
the southside aim that never tires.

[Outro — vocals stop here]
[Instrumental — the darts rides out alone, no more singing]
[Long instrumental outro — the groove fades slowly all the way down to silence]
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