marika
4/1/2007 2:58:00 PM
CRACKER
Low (Lowery/Hickman/Faragher)
Sometimes I wanna take you down,
Sometimes I wanna get you low.
Brush your hair back from your eyes,
Take you down, let the river flow.
Sometimes I go and walk the street
Behind the green sheet of glass.
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles
CHORUS:
I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey, hey, hey like being stoned.
I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey, hey, hey like being stoned.
A million poppies gonna make me sleep.
With just one rose that knows your name
The fruit is rusting on the vine
The fruit is calling from the trees
Hey, don't you wanna go down
Like some junkie cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles
CHORUS
A blue blue is the sun.
A brown brown is the sky.
A green green are her eyes.
A million miles, a million miles
Hey, don't you wanna go down?
Like some disgraced cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles
CHORUS
Movie Star (Lowery)
Well the movie star, well she crashed her car.
But everyone said she was beautiful, even without her head
Everyone said she was dangerous
Well the chief of police kept the crime off the streets,
But deep in his heart, we all knew he felt differently.
We all knew he was an anarchist
Well I,
I'd like to devour you
But you,
You'd prob'ly devour
Me.
For your golden wheat, for your oat bran head
Deep in my heart
Girl you're a beautiful animal,
I'll put a tag on your ear.
Well the movie star, well she crashed her car
But everyone said she was beautiful, even without her head
Everyone said she was dangerous
Well the chief of police kept the crime off the streets,
But deep in his heart we all knew he felt differently.
We all knew he was an anarchist
Well I
I'd like to devour you.
But you
You'd prob'ly devour
Me.
Well I
I'd like to devour you.
But you you'd prob'ly devour me.
Girl you're a beautiful animal.
Girl you're a beautiful animal.
Girl you're a beautiful animal.
Girl you're a beautiful animal.
Nostalgia (Lowery/Faragher/Hickman)
And here's Ivanovich
in his rocket ship
Spinning helplessly
up above the earth
While his heart is splintered,
All the girls of winter
are buried in their coats anonymous
While winter girls are waiting,
Ivanovich in high rotation
is just another star
up in the sky.
And while the world was waiting,
We're overwhelmed by some sensation
of something long ago and far away
Like General Jackson's arm
it's buried on some farm
While the fever
pushes words from his lips
And by the drunken river
where the soldiers shiver
We rest beneath the shade of the trees
While winter girls are saying
each of us a tiny nation,
You're just another star
but so am I.
And while the world was waiting
We're overwhelmed by some sensation
of something long ago and far away
Sick Of Goodbyes (Mark Linkous/David Lowery)
If I could just keep my stupid mind together,
Then my thoughts across the land for you to see
The sun drags locomotives to the ocean
No one knows this like I do.
Seconds clicking, which I'm changed to dust.
Whithered roots of hair and nights of rust.
I'm wading in the currents of the ocean.
I'm so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes
CHORUS:
I'm so sick of goodbyes goodbyes
I'm so tired of goodbyes goodbyes (hey hey yeah, good-byes!)
Goodbyes
Goodbyes
When night comes crawling on all fours
Soaking up my dreams through the floor
I'm so sick,
I'm so sick of goodbyes goodbyes
Goodbyes
Goodbyes
CHORUS
Sweet Potato (Faragher/Hickman/Lowery)
Be my sweet potato
Be my honey lamb
Dance around the campfire
Hang around a while
Well, I been caught stealin'
someone else's vibe,
Everybody loves or hates us,
but we're still alive
CHORUS:
Well wake up in the morning
cup of coffee, grab your bags
and jump into the caddie
'cause this tourin' ain't a drag!
They say we're overrated, educated (I suppose a little jaded)
When I get off this I think I'm gonna have to be sedated!
Be my sweet potato,
I'll be your honey lamb,
Give me some black jupelo,
I been caught again. Shit!
I went to New York City,
but then I come right back,
everyone was cool there,
I couldn't get no slack
They'd seen me in the papers,
They'd seen me in the Voice,
I think I'd stay in Dixie,
if I had my choice.
CHORUS
Take Me Down To The Infirmary (Lowery)
So take me down
to the infirmary
lay me down
on cotton sheets
Put a damp cloth
on my forehead
lay me down
and let me sleep
I know the whiskey won't soothe my soul
and the morphine won't heal my heart,
but if you take me down to the infirmary, oh yeah,
I won't have to sleep or drink alone
So, take me down
to the infirmary
The Walker Sound's as blue as her eyes
Oh, sister Magdelene won't you fetch the doctor's flask?.
He is going to need a steady (need a steady)
a steady hand
I know the whiskey it won't soothe my soul
and the morphine won't heal my heart
but if you take me down to the infirmary, oh yeah,
I won't have to sleep or drink alone.
So, take me down
to the infirmary
lay me down on cotton sheets
put a damp cloth on my forehead
and lay me down, let me sleep
lay me down, let me sleep.