Three Sheets to Kishkiyya · Track 49 · middle
Drop the Kids Off at the Pool
VOLUME II — the sudden, urgent pilgrimage to the BATHROOM. The idiom and the song's title hook: "Drop the Kids Off at the Pool". Its true history: US, late 20th c. — the unhurried, humorous errand. Render this beat of the night as the band's affectionate, funny, celebratory tribute — the idiom itself is the chorus hook.
Lyrics
[Intro] Gather 'round, you midnight ramblers and neon-lit souls Our girl Sisu's got a rumbling deep in her bones It ain't a flummoxed panic, it ain't a tragic flight Just a little ballyhoo that requires the porcelain shine [Verse 1] She gives a knowing nod to the bartender man Got a sudden itinerary, a highly tactical grand No need to blush or make a desperate dash Just a polite skedaddle before she's moving too fast She steps away from the music with a dignified stroll Like a suburban captain on a weekend patrol [Chorus] She's gotta drop the kids off at the pool Grab the imaginary towels, play it perfectly cool Down the long tile hallway, past the velvet rope On a noble expedition of hygiene and joke It's a chore of the evening, a domestic rule Gotta drop the kids off at the pool [Verse 2] Now this fine piece of camouflage, this linguistic disguise Was born in the cul-de-sacs beneath the American sky Around 1989, some father with a grin Needed a polite alibi for the shape he was in He traded the crude truth for a station-wagon dream Taking the imaginary youth to the chlorinated stream [Bridge] So Sisu marches onward to the YMCA of the brain Leaving the loud and the rowdy to their midnight game She's the pioneer of the powder room, the boss of the stall Handling the heavy cargo with no trouble at all [Chorus] She's gotta drop the kids off at the pool Grab the imaginary towels, play it perfectly cool Down the long tile hallway, past the velvet rope On a noble expedition of hygiene and joke It's a chore of the evening, a domestic rule Gotta drop the kids off at the pool [Outro] The minivan's parked, the errands are through She'll be back on the dance floor in a minute or two Lighter in the spirit, returning to the wild Leaving the deep end... Well, you get the idea.