Cover di Earthquake Glue

Earthquake Glue
Album - 10 agosto 2003 - Debaser id 71194

di Guided by Voices

Paralyze the chains
Soft the shelled remains
Stun the strike brigade
They are played

Out with cheek and hair
Take the right to bear
Teeth to bite them down
In the ground

My kind of soldier
You can ride on my shoulders
When you’ve won
Fight for the moment
Of control, when it opens
Then it’s gone

Introduce your pride
To the other side
Vaporize the trial
With denial

My kind of soldier
You can ride on my shoulders
When you’ve won
Fight for the moment
Of control, when it opens
Then it’s gone
Il tuo voto:
These times useless inventions
Satisfy inquiring minds
What about a piece of pretentions
In production of new schemes?
Realize a world of quick fix dreams.
Come on and purchase the new one
Be the first to strap it on
Lose antiquated fixations
That you cannot leave about
For a nice try change this model out

Feed on a stroke of brilliance sometimes
To cover up the oldness in your eyes
From noticing the coldness in our lives
Don't know if it's a miracle or a curse
Maybe we can help you to feel worse

These days useless inventions
Simplify or complicate
You've got the keys to the kingdom
That through which you could remove
That from small beginnings must improve

Feed on a stroke of brilliance sometimes
To cover up the oldness in your eyes
From noticing the coldness in our lives
Don't know if it's a miracle or a curse
Maybe we can help you to feel worse
Tap the curiosity of your youth
Are you seeking dead or taking truth?
Never knowing what will come up next
Will it be the panic switch or select?

Well, it's too late to change your connection
Didn't even get through inspection
Copyright divine interventions
Getting tired of useless inventions
Getting tired of useless inventions
Getting tired of useless inventions
Getting tired of useless inventions
Getting tired of useless inventions
Il tuo voto:
mess me up, scratch liquid,
field tested, dirty water,
fell asleep, and found it boat.
cross my heart not to return,
watch it burn, dirty water, all of it .
flag torn, half rations,
steel rusted, dirty water,
found a tree and hitched me up.
brought me down to all i had done,
wouldn't float, dirty water, none of it.
Il tuo voto:
Paid up, weathered, and type-O
Clad in gladstone, watch him go
Swimming ‘neath the microscope
Hello lonely, bless the nation
Mister skip to all or none
Wooden soldiers fall upon
Try to find what makes her tick
While they’re finding out what makes them sick

I don’t know where you find your nerve
I don’t know how you choose your words
Speak the ones that suit you worst
Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed
Circle the ones that come alive
Save them for the best of Jill Hives

Been around and left you flat
Tragically decided that
Every child of God’s a brat
And she’s dying to escape them
But do we really need to see
All her punchdrunk history?
And which of it might hold the key
For the exit to her destiny?

I don’t know where you get your nerve
I don’t know how you choose your words
Speak the ones that suit you worst
Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed
Circle the ones that come alive
Save them for the best of Jill Hives

I don’t know where you find your nerve
I don’t know how you choose your words
Speak the ones that suit you worst
Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed
Circle the ones that come alive
Save them for the best of Jill Hives

Number one in all our souls
Trifle in a crystal bowl
Fill it up with nine to five
Save them for the best of Jill Hives
Il tuo voto:
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