Muzzle Of Bees Wilco

Theres a random painted highway And a muzzle of bees My sleeves have come unstitched From climbing your tree And dogs laugh, some say theyre barking I dont think theyre mean Some people get

Muzzle Smashing Pumpkins

It's for the girl I've loved all along Can a taste of love be so wrong As all things must surely have to end And great loves will one day have to part I know that I am meant for this world And in

Muzzle The smashing pumpkins

it's for the girl i've loved all along can a taste of love be so wrong as all things must surely have to end and great loves will one day have to part i know that i am meant for this world and in

Art Of Almost Wilco

the horns with my own hands Almost almost I heard a faint ole` true love But I had other ways to hurt myself like calling I could open up my heart and fall in I could blame it all on dust The art of

Who Were You Thinking Of (Live) Wilco

Who were you thinking of When we were making love Last night Was it a good looking stranger Or a close friend of mine You didn't want to quit When we were into it Last night Who were you thinking of When

Deeper Down Wilco

By the end of the bout He was punched out Fists capsized, muscles shouting Deeper down, he felt the insult of a kiss Deeper still than we can go Further out than triremes row Drowning slow His memories

California Stars 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

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

Open Mind Wilco

I will throw myself underneath the wheels of any train of thought running off the rails I'll sail you through the rogue waves of your brain If I could bring a light to shine upon the dark and disobeying

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 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 (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

Born Alone Wilco

I have heard the wall and worry of the gospel Ferry faust it crossed a void I have married broken spoke charging smoke wheels Spit and swallowed opioid I am the driver at the wheel of the order

I Got You at the End of the Century (Live) Wilco

you All All the way back in the seventies You were my little tv queen Y'er tarzan and friend Janine I got you I got you and I still believe That you're all that I'll ever need It's you All It's the end of

Blasting Fonda Wilco

clock a lot To see where I'm at in the plot It's like a movie Starring me It's all so moving to me And I don't wanna leave This walkin' dream It's up to you To get me home I won't go it alone In days of

At My Window Sad and Lonely (Jeff Tweedy Solo Version) Wilco

At my window, sad and lonely Oft times do I think of thee Sad and lonely and I wonder Do you ever think of me Every day is sad and lonely And every night is sad and blue Do you ever think of me my darling

Sunken Treasure Wilco

There's rows and rows of house, with windows painted blue. With the light from the t.v. running parallel to you. But there is no sunken treasure, rumored to be.

Sunken Treasure (Live) Wilco

There's rows and rows of house, with windows painted blue With the light from the tv running parallel to you But there is no sunken treasure, rumored to be Wrapped inside my ribs in a sea black with ink

Let's Not Get Carried Away Wilco

do Than to play rock 'n' roll Honey, if I blow your fuse Can I please be excused Gotta right myself today I can't right myself for you We haven't even been introduced So that'll never do Though a lot of

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

Box Full of Letters Wilco

Got a box full of letters, Think you might like to read Some things that you might like to see, But they're all addressed to me Wish I had a lotta answers, 'Cause that's the way it should be For all these

Radio cure Wilco

Cheer up Honey I hope you can There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with silvery stuff Honey kisses clouds of fluff Shoulders shrugging off Cheer up Honey I hope you can There is something

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

My Darling Wilco

Go back to sleep now My darlin And I'll keep all the bad dreams away Breathe now, think sweet things And I'll think of all the right words to say Because we made you My darlin With the love in each

Airline to Heaven Wilco

And your friend has turned away You can get away to heaven On this aeroplane Just bow your head and pray Them's got ears, let them hear Them's got eyes, let them see Turn your eyes to the lord of

Airline to Heaven (Alternate Version) Wilco

and gone And your friend has turned away You can get away to heaven On this aeroplane Just bow your head and pray Them's got ears, let them hear Them's got eyes, let them see Turn your eyes to the lord of

I Love My Label Wilco

label and my label loves me For she's so good and kind together we will pave our destiny My label always loves to hear some pretty chords on its records like these ones She's always pleased to hear some of

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

Spiders (Kidsmoke) (Live) 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 they

The Late Greats (Live) Wilco

The greatest lost track of all time The Late Greats' Turpentine You can't hear it on the radio You can't hear it anywhere you go The best band will never get signed K Settes starring Butcher's Blind Are

I Thought I Held You Wilco

You're like a moon that's full, Across a sea of foam I'm the sky you've been burning I don't think you even understand I thought I held you by the hand I thought I held you I'm like a songwriter; You're

If I Ever Was A Child Wilco

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 a window pane Can my cold heart change Even out of

Standing O Wilco

You're compromised You're miles away Slow How can you know When you're aiming low There's nothing in your heart Don't feel it in your soul No standing O O O Maybe you've noticed I'm ashamed Of

I'm Always In Love Wilco

Why, I wonder, is my heart full of holes And the feeling goes but my hair keeps growing Will I set the sun On a big-wheeled wagon I'm bragging I'm always in love When I let go of your throat-sweet

I'm Always in Love (Live) Wilco

Why, I wonder, is my heart full of holes And the feeling goes but my hair keeps growing Will I set the sun On a big wheeled wagon Oh I'm bragging I'm always in love When I let go of your throat sweet throttle

Cars Can't Escape Wilco

When red is bled And petals blue And in my sleepless head Our love's been dead a week or two Sometimes, good times Are stuck inside of you And then they're gone But I don't know why A lot of things have

Hummingbird wilco

sunset on a television set can upset her But he never could Remember to remember me Standing still in your past Floating fast like a hummingbird His goal in life was to be an echo The type of

Hummingbird (Grey`s Anatomy 107) Wilco

sunset on a television set can upset her But he never could Remember to remember me Standing still in your past Floating fast like a hummingbird His goal in life was to be an echo The type of

You Are My Face Wilco

I remember my mother’s Sister’s husband’s brother Working in the goldmine full-time Filling in for sunshine Filing into tight lines Of ordinary beehives The door screams I hate you Hate you hanging

Hummingbird (Grey's Anatomy 107) Wilco

sunset on a television set can upset her But he never could Remember to remember me Standing still in your past Floating fast like a hummingbird His goal in life was to be an echo The type of

Wilco (The Song) Wilco

Oh, this is a fact That you need to know Oh, oh, oh, oh Wilco, Wilco Wilco will love you, baby Are times getting tough? Are the roads you travel rough? Have you had enough of the old?

Hummingbird (Alternate Ver.) Wilco

anything A cheap sunset on a television set can upset her But he never could Remember to remember me Standing still in your past Floating fast like a hummingbird His goal in life was to be an echo The type of

It's Just That Simple Wilco

There's a whole lot of money that you gave me I'd gladly empty my pockets right now You'd parlay all that by triple It's just that simple Those days I'd gladly walk so long for you, Although it seemed

Box Full of Letters (Live) Wilco

Got a box full of letters Think you might like to read Some things that you might like to see But they're all addressed to me Wish I had a lotta answers 'Cause that's the way it should be For all these

Muzzle#1 The Whip

Im moving for no one, start moving for me You cant say what Im doing Youre not the boss of me No fooling around now Im free of shackles and chains No more strings attached round here Its time to

Poor places Wilco

It's my father's voice dreaming of Sailors sailing off in the morning for the air-conditioned rooms at the top of the stairs His jaw's been broken his bandage is wrapped too tight his fangs have

Country Disappeared Wilco

up, we're here, it's so much worse than we feared There's nothing left here, the country has disappeared The winter trees bleeding, leave red blood The summer sweet dreaming, April blush But none of

One Hundred Years from Now Wilco

still feel this way And still say The things that they're saying right now Everyone said I'd hurt you They said that I'd desert you If I go away You know I'm gonna get back somehow Nobody knows What kind of

Hate It Here Wilco

to keep the house nice and neat I make my bed I change the sheets I even learned how to use the washing machine But keeping things clean doesn't change anything What am I gonna do when I run out of

Misunderstood (LP Version) Wilco

You're looking at a picture of me You're staring at a picture of me Take the guitar player for a ride Cause He ain't never been satisfied He thinks he owes some kind of debt Be years before he gets