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A Magazine Called Sunset Wilco There's a magazine called Sunset And a tape machine that won't let Me ever forget this impossible longing for you Let's take a map across your pillow And breathe the sky in through your window I'll stay Hummingbird wilco Hummingbird His goal in life was to be an echo Riding alone, town after town, toll after toll A fixed bayonet through the great southwest to forget her She appears in his dreams But in his car Hummingbird (Grey`s Anatomy 107) Wilco His goal in life was to be an echo Riding alone, town after town, toll after toll A fixed bayonet through the great southwest to forget her She appears in his dreams But in his car and in his arms Hummingbird (Alternate Ver.) Wilco His goal in life was to be an echo Riding alone, town after town, toll after toll A fixed bayonet through the great southwest to forget her She appears in his dreams But in his car and in his arms A dream What Light Wilco If you feel like singing a song And you want other people to sing along Then just sing what you feel Don't let anyone say it's wrong And if you're trying to paint a picture But you're not sure which colors I'm a Wheel Wilco Oh, hold on You risk exciting me Once in Germany someone said nein 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 Oh, hold back Oh, don't invite me 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 Once in Germany someone said nein I'm a wheel I will Turn She's A Jar Wilco She's a jar With a heavy lid My pop quiz kid A sleepy kisser A pretty war With feelings hid She begs me not to miss her She says forever To light a fuse We could use A hand full of wheel And Nothing'severgonnastandinmyway (Again) Wilco We'll find a way regardless To make some sense out of this mess Well it's a test but I believe A kiss is all we need All the above for being in love Shouldn't that alone be enough? Dreamer In My Dreams Wilco Well there's a dreamer in my dreams, Swing from the beams, (With a) light shining off the snow. Well there's a singer in my heart, Burning up the charts, With songs about things we all know. Dreamer In My Dreams (LP Version) Wilco Well theres a dreamer in my dreams, Swing from the beams, (With a) light shining off the snow. The Jolly Banker Wilco My name is Tom Cranker and I'm a jolly banker I'm a jolly banker, jolly banker am I I safeguard the farmers and widows and orphans Singin' I'm a jolly banker, jolly banker am I When dust storms are sailing She's a Jar (Austin Demo Version) Wilco She's a jar With a heavy lid My pop quiz kid A sleepy kisser A pretty war With feelings hid She begs me not to miss her She says forever To light a fuse We could use A handful of wheel And a day off And Company In My Back Wilco steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back Hide your soft skin, your sorrow is sunshine Listen to Pot kettle black Wilco crazy rides rockets waves a magic wand empty out your pockets words without a song I myself have found a real rival in myself I am hoping for the rearrival of my health sleeping eye sockets Rising Red Lung Wilco Solar rising red lung Glisten under the sun I wonder when it'll part From the snow The melody's a mistake Embrace at the wake How long does it take For us to know? Student Loan Stereo Wilco Rain or shine, alright Come with me tonight Come on, let's all go bad Black or white, who cares I got you in my nightmares Come on, let's all go bad Let's get excited in a new way Let's get excited in Monday Wilco Choo-choo Charlie had a plenty good band, but he couldn't understand why no one would go A world record players on a tour of Japan, Charlie fixin' his van with the left arm tan He said, It's Monday, I'm Monday (LP Version) Wilco Choo-choo Charlie had a plenty good band but he couldn't understand why no one would go A world record players on a tour of Japan, Charlie fixin' his van with the left arm tan He said Monday, I'm Monday (Demo) Wilco Choo choo Charlie had a plenty good band but he couldn't understand why no one would go A world record players on a tour of Japan, Charlie fixin' his van with the left arm tan He said Monday, I'm all high If I Ever Was A Child Wilco I've never been alone Long enough to know If I ever was a child I was tied up like a boat On a button like a coat Set free for the wild I'd jump to jolt my clumsy blood While my white, green eyes Cry like Summer Teeth Wilco Like a cloud his fingers explode On the typewriter ribbon, the shadow grows His heart’s in a bowl behind the bank And every evening when he get home To make his supper and eat it alone His black shirt You Never Know Wilco acting like children Every generation thinks It's the end of the world All you fat followers Get fit fast Every generation thinks it's the last Thinks it's the end of the world Yes, dream down a War on war Wilco It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war There's a war on You're gonna lose You have to lose You have to learn California Stars (Live) Wilco I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight On a bed of California stars I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight On a bed of California stars I'd love to feel Your hand touching mine And tell me why I must keep The Late Greats Wilco Your mind's a machine It's deadly and dull It's never been still and its will Has never been free Lightly tapping A high-pitched drum As your spine starts to shine You shiver at your soul A fist Ashes of American Flags Wilco The cash machine is blue and green For a bundle of twenties and a small service fee I could spend three dollars and sixty-three cents On Diet Coca-Cola and unlit cigarettes I wonder why we listen to Via Chicago Wilco I dreamed about killing you again last night And it felt alright to me Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies I sat and watched you bleed Buried you alive in a fireworks display Raining down on me Less Than You Think Wilco Your mind's a machine It's deadly and dull It's never been still and its will Has never been free Lightly tapping A high-pitched drum As your spine starts to shine You shiver at your soul Spiders (Kidsmoke) Wilco Spiders are singing in the salty breeze Spiders are filling out tax returns Spinning out webs of deductions and melodies On a private beach in Michigan Why can't they wish their kisses good Why do Sonny Feeling Wilco I was on my way home from high school Stuck at the crossing I dug in for a duel But at the last moment I buried the brakes My life split in two directions, into two separate fates I got on the last