Holiday From Real by Jack's Mannequin - Lyrics and Translation

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Holiday From Real

Jack's Mannequin

Holiday From Real

Song byJack's Mannequin

in AlbumEverything In Transit

She thinks I'm much too thin

She asks me if I'm sick

What's a girl to do

With friends like this

She lets me drive her car

So I can score an eighth

From the lesbians

Out west in Venice

Oh, California in the Summer

Ah, and my hair is growing long

Fuck yeah, we can live like this

But if you left it up to me

Everyday would be

A holiday from real

We'd waste our weeks

Beneath the sun

We'd fry our brains

And say it's so much fun out here

But when it's all over

I'll come back for another year

I'll look for work today

I'm spilling out the door

Put my glasses on

So no one sees me

I never thought that

I'd be living on your floor

But the rents are high

And LA's easy

Oh, it's a picture of perfection

Ah, and the postcards gonna read

"Fuck yeah we can live like this...

We can live like this"

But if you left it up to me

Everyday would be

A holiday from real

We'd waste our weeks

Beneath the sun

We'd fry our brains

And write it's so much fun out here

Hey Madeline (hey Madeline)

You sure look fine (you sure look fine)

You wore my favorite sweater

Being poor was never better

A safety buzz (A safety buzz)

Some cheap red wine (Some cheap red wine)

Oh, the trouble we can get in

So let's screw this one up right

But if you left it up to me

Everyday would be

A holiday from real

We'd waste our weeks

Beneath the sun

We'd lie and tell our friends

It's so much fun out here

But when it's all over

I'll come back for another year

When it's all over

I'll come back for another

When it's all over

I'll come back for another year

LanguageEnglish

Translated byAllen Morningstar

About this Song

Holiday From Real by Jack's Mannequin is a song that epitomizes the desire for escape and the pursuit of a carefree lifestyle. The lyrics reflect a longing to break away from the monotony and struggles of daily life, painting a vivid picture of living in the moment. Key themes include freedom, escapism, and the quest for joy in transient pleasures. Poignant moments in the song arise from its nostalgic tone and vivid imagery, especially in lines that allude to personal liberation and the embracing of impermanence. The protagonist’s journey serves as a metaphor for anyone seeking a temporary departure from their burdens.

She thinks I'm much too thin

She asks me if I'm sick

What's a girl to do

With friends like this

She lets me drive her car

So I can score an eighth

From the lesbians

Out west in Venice

Oh, California in the Summer

Ah, and my hair is growing long

Fuck yeah, we can live like this

But if you left it up to me

Everyday would be

A holiday from real

We'd waste our weeks

Beneath the sun

We'd fry our brains

And say it's so much fun out here

But when it's all over

I'll come back for another year

I'll look for work today

I'm spilling out the door

Put my glasses on

So no one sees me

I never thought that

I'd be living on your floor

But the rents are high

And LA's easy

Oh, it's a picture of perfection

Ah, and the postcards gonna read

"Fuck yeah we can live like this...

We can live like this"

But if you left it up to me

Everyday would be

A holiday from real

We'd waste our weeks

Beneath the sun

We'd fry our brains

And write it's so much fun out here

Hey Madeline (hey Madeline)

You sure look fine (you sure look fine)

You wore my favorite sweater

Being poor was never better

A safety buzz (A safety buzz)

Some cheap red wine (Some cheap red wine)

Oh, the trouble we can get in

So let's screw this one up right

But if you left it up to me

Everyday would be

A holiday from real

We'd waste our weeks

Beneath the sun

We'd lie and tell our friends

It's so much fun out here

But when it's all over

I'll come back for another year

When it's all over

I'll come back for another

When it's all over

I'll come back for another year

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