letra de 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 been pulled
and i really want to see you tonight
there’s bourbon on the breath
of the singer you love so much
he takes all his words from the books
that you don’t read anyway
his jaw’s been broken
his bandage is wrapped too tight
his fangs have been pulled
and i really want to see you tonight
someone ties a bow
in my backyard to show me love
my voice is climbing walls
smoking and i want love
my jaw’s been broken
my heart is wrapped in ice
my fangs have been pulled
and i really want to see you tonight
and it makes no difference to me
how they cried all over overseas
when it’s hot in the poor places tonight
i’m not going outside
they cried all over overseas
it makes no difference to me
when it’s hot in the poor places tonight
i’m not going outside
it’s hot in the poor places tonight
i’m not going outside
i’m not going outside
i’m not going outside
(yankee… hotel… foxtrot)
letras aleatórias
- letra de from "the bodyguard" - sarah àlainn
- letra de double, double chin - shatt
- letra de teu amor não falha - jesus culture
- letra de bésame morenita - reynaldo egas
- letra de sunnyside - cuco
- letra de the same love that made me laugh - irma thomas
- letra de hey ya - surfer blood
- letra de dollar store - shatt
- letra de sawangen - didi kempot
- letra de don't let the sun catch you crying - sue raney