Cover di From a Basement on the Hill

From a Basement on the Hill
Album - 18 ottobre 2004 - Debaser id 147156

di Elliott Smith

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Coast to Coast (05:34)
Elliott Smith • From a Basement on the Hill
Last stop for a resolution
End of the line, is it confusion, so go
I can't see what's there for you
Nothing new, nothing new for you to use

I've got no new act to amuse you
I've got no desire to use you, you know
But anything that I could do
Would never be good enough for you

If you can't help it then just leave it alone
Leave it alone, yeah, just forget it
It's really easy
I believe I'll forget it too

Still you're keeping me around
'Til I finally drag us both down
Pulling feathers out your hat
Yes I believe that's where it's at

You belong tagging along
And I belong in the zoo

So I wait for confirmation
That you're never gonna use your starting gun
Unless its me it sounds like
Being here just wasn't that much fun

Anything that I could do
Would never be good enough for you
If you can't help it then just leave it alone
Leave me alone, yeah, just forget it

It's really easy, I'll just forget it too
Coast to coast, coast to coast

I'll do what I can so you can be what you do
Coast to coast, coast to coast
I'll do everything I can so you can be what you do
Coast to coast, coast to coast

Circuit rider comes every fifth Sunday
Oh my lord, I fell asleep one day

Anything that I could do
Is there anything that I could do
That someone doesn't do for you
That someone didn't do for you
That I haven't already done for you
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A Fond Farewell (03:57)
Elliott Smith • From a Basement on the Hill
The Litebrite's now black and white
'Cause they took apart a picture that wasn't right
Pitch burning on a shining sheet
The only maker that you'd want to meet

A dying man in a living room
Whose shadow paces the floor
He'll take you out any open door

This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what I'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
Who couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend

He said really I just wanna dance
Good and evil matched perfect it's a great romance
I can deal with some psychic pain
If it'll slow down my higher brain

Veins full of disappearing ink
Vomiting in the kitchen sink
Disconnecting from the missing link

This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what I'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
Who couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend

I see you're leaving me and taking up with the enemy
The cold comfort of the in between
A little less than a human being
A little less than a happy high
A little less than a suicide
The only things that you really tried

This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what I'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
Who couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend
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Twilight (04:30)
Elliott Smith • From a Basement on the Hill
Haven't laughed this hard in a long time
I better stop now before I start crying
Go off to sleep in the sunshine
I don't want to see the day when it's dying

She's a sight to see, she's good to me
I'm already somebody's baby
She's a pretty thing and she knows everything
But I'm already somebody's baby

You don't deserve to be lonely
But those drugs you got won't make you feel better
Pretty soon you'll find it's the only
Little part of your life you're keeping together

I'm nice to you, I could make it through
That you're already somebody's baby
I could make you smile if you stayed a while
But how long will you stay with me baby

Because your candle burns too bright
Well, I almost forgot it was twilight
Even if I think that you are right
Well, I'm tired of being down, I got no fight

You're wonderful, when it's beautiful
But I'm already somebody's baby
And if I went with you I'd disappoint you too
Well, I'm already somebody's baby
Already somebody's baby
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Shooting Star (06:01)
Elliott Smith • From a Basement on the Hill
Do make the scene like you always do
Going up stream down the avenue
To fuck some trophy boy
That you win tonight at the bar

So bad, so far
You'll make him sad, shooting star

When it was me
I was momentarily proud
Drunk on dreams
Now I'm glad I didn't say out loud
You said you'd be for real
But I don't believe that you are

So bad, so far
You make me sad, shooting star

You're distant and cold
And a sight to behold
Everybody just sighs

No one gets off
With you very long
'Cause you don't feel bad when you lie

I'm going to sleep now
Going back to find square one
Square two will be where
I can deal with the shit you've just done
It won't be soon
To say the least it's gonna be hard

So bad, so far
Your love is sad, shooting star
Your love is sad, shooting star
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Memory Lane (02:30)
Elliott Smith • From a Basement on the Hill
This is the place you end up
When you lose the chase
Where you're dragged against your will
From a basement on the hill

And all anybody knows
Is you're not like them
And they kick you in the head
And send you back to bed

Isolation pulled you passed a tunnel to a bright
World where you can make a place to stay

But everybody's scared of this place
They're staying away
Your little house on Memory Lane

The mayor's name is fear
His force patrols the pier
From a mountain of cliche
That advances everyday

The doctor spoke a cloud
He rained out loud
You'll keep your doors and windows shut
And swear you'll never show a soul again

But isolation pushes you 'til every muscle aches
Down the only road it ever takes

But everybody's scared of this place
They're staying away
Your little house on Memory Lane

If it's your decision
To be open about yourself
Be careful or else
Be careful or else

I'm comfortable apart
It's all written on my chart
And I take what's given me
Most cooperatively

I do what people say
And lie in bed all day
Absolutely horrified
I hope you're satisfied

Isolation pushes past self-hatred, guilt and shame
To a place where suffering is just a game

But everybody's scared of this place
They're staying away
Your little house on Memory Lane
Your little house on Memory Lane
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