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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
take my picture off the wall it don't matter to me at all said I was headed for a fall but you wanted me to crawl give back my TV it don't mean that much to me while you're giving back my things give me back the key to my heart give back the key to my heart give back the key to my heart and let my love flow like a river straight into your heart, dear well, you say I was the one to blame for the wrong that's been done well, you got a friend named cocaine and to me he is to blame he has drained life from your face he has taken my place while you're alone in San Antone give me back the key to my heart give back the key to my heart give back the key to my heart and let my love flow like a river straight into your heart, dear |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
You'd never leave on your own Where you're from and where you're going I know these things like I know you hate me now Catch yourself in mid-air thinking Your dreams can never be bought I couldn't help you then and I guess I can't help you now When jousting is for pleasure Pleasure is way out of hand The time is right for getting out while we still can Chickamauga's where I've been Solitude is where I'm bound I don't ever wanna taste these tears again I don't ever wanna taste these tears again Appalachian, so patient The lessons we've traveled As soon as we're out we're kicking our way back in Fighting fire with unlit matches From our respective trenches No authority can clean up this mess we're in A miracle might point the way To solutions we're after And avert our chronic impending disaster Chickamauga's where I've been Solitude is where I'm bound I don't ever wanna taste these tears again |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
I can only sing it loud always try to sing it clear what the hell are we all doing here making too much of nothing or creating one unholy mess an unfair study in survival, I guess but it always comes down to what to do when it's all around you and this t |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
doesn't matter what you've said or what you've done when you've lost your head you're looking for a new one your heaven looks just like my hellbeautiful as far as I can tell your heaven looks just like my hell just as I drown then you say it's real so I hold myself down 'cause I like the way it feels your heaven looks just like my hellbeautiful as far as I can tell your heaven looks just like my hell how could I have ever needed such a cold heart to count on and how could I have ever wanted such a cold shoulder to cry on |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
It's a long way to heaven It's a short way to hell Painkillers won't help When the weight's not yourself They're poisoning the air For personal wealth It's a long way to heaven It's a short way to hell I don't know what I'm breathing for 'Cause the air ar |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
do you fear this man's invention that they call atomic power are we all in great confusion do we know the time or hour when a terrible explosion may rain down upon our land leaving horrible destruction blotting out the works of man are you, are you ready for that great atomic power will you rise and meet your savior in the air will you shout or will you cry when the fire rains from on high are you ready for that great atomic power there is one way to escape and be prepared to meet the lord when the mushroom of destruction fallsthere is a shielding sword he will surely stand beside you and you'll never taste of death for your soul will fly to safety and eternal peace and rest are you, are you ready for that great atomic power will you rise and meet your savior in the air will you shout or will you cry when the fire rains from on high are you ready for that great atomic power |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
when you find you can't somehow make it like all the rest you won't need to scrounge aroundfor someone else torn between the unknown and the place that you call home and the life you want but have never known there was a time you could put it out of your |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
Try to face up to the blinding sun Racing for the final word to come Facing up, it's hard to stay devout I can see the sand and it's running out And it's running out We quote each other only when we're wrong We tear out the threads and move along We can't seem to find common ground I can see the sand and it's running out It was only circumstances But it's the difference It gets in the way No race is run in this direction You can't break even You can't even quit the game The current drags to the bottom A hemorrhage that moves us around It pulls and beckons in a strong direction High water forever bringing us down I can see the sand and it's running out It's running out It was only circumstances But it's the difference It gets in the way No race is run in this direction You can't break even You can't even quit the game |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
You threw out the past When you threw out what was mine Throughout the years It was hard to make it last Anodyne No sign of reconciliation It's a quarter past the end Full moon from on high Across the board we lose again Anodyne Anodyne Tossed it out for me to find Without a word you're out the door Without a reason anymore Two fingers on the trigger Can break the heart of any day Foolish to believe It would turn out okay Anodyne Anodyne Tossed it out for me to find Without a word you're out the door Without a reason anymore Anodyne |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
John Hardy, he was a desperate little man Carried two guns every day Shot a man down by the West Virginia line They saw John Hardy get away They saw John Hardy get away They cornered John Hardy on the Tombstone bridge He thought that he was free 'Til the deputy sheriff came and grabbed him by the arm Said |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
are you surprised it's me hope I didn't wake anybody honey, please wait up for me I miss you more than I need sleep guess I'll let you go even though I don't want to honey, please wait up for me I need you and I can't keep up this speed |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
disengaged, we're forsaken nowcommunication does suffer the moral stare of Big Brother not a chance, no compromise battling the barrier of belief not to try anymore don't want to murder the only memory or hide try to accept that it's all worthwhilewhen you've been disengaged severed from any world that's mine you can hang the blame on the wall it'll be a frame around us alldeluged by stickers and billboards the conversation turns to war never thought it would come down to thisit seems every person for themself don't want to murder the only memory or hide try to accept that it's all worthwhilewhen you've been disengaged severed and forsaken when you've been disengaged severed from any world that's mine more and more makes a hunger for less you get hurt when you touchthe bright lights burningwhen you're high you can fall down easy too many years spent trigger-happy at times I feel betrayed I feel that I've been wronged suspended in all disbelief until it seems it just can't go on |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
There's a guitar leaning on a Marshall stack Used to sound like the sun on the horizon Now I think we've been had There's a young girl screaming all the way in the back Poor kid, she never saw it coming Now she knows she's been had Watching the label spin |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
take my picture off the wall it don't matter to me at all said I was headed for a fall but you wanted me to crawl give back my TV it don't mean that much to me while you're giving back my things give me back the key to my heart give back the key to my heart give back the key to my heart and let my love flow like a river straight into your heart, dear well, you say I was the one to blame for the wrong that's been done well, you got a friend named cocaine and to me he is to blame he has drained life from your face he has taken my place while you're alone in San Antone give me back the key to my heart give back the key to my heart give back the key to my heart and let my love flow like a river straight into your heart, dear |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
You threw out the past When you threw out what was mine Throughout the years It was hard to make it last Anodyne No sign of reconciliation It's a quarter past the end Full moon from on high Across the board we lose again Anodyne Anodyne Tossed it out for me to find Without a word you're out the door Without a reason anymore Two fingers on the trigger Can break the heart of any day Foolish to believe It would turn out okay Anodyne Anodyne Tossed it out for me to find Without a word you're out the door Without a reason anymore Anodyne |
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from Uncle Tupelo - March 16-20 1992 (2003)
when you find you can't somehow make it like all the rest you won't need to scrounge aroundfor someone else torn between the unknown and the place that you call home and the life you want but have never known there was a time you could put it out of your mind leave it all behind there was a time that time is gone what has a life of fifty years in this town done for you except to earn your nameand place on a barstool you spent your whole life in this county you've never been out of state you say you're gonna make it outbefore it's too late there was a time you could put it out of your mind leave it all behind there was a time that time is gone there was a time when nothing seemedto make much sensethat's turned more intense and all the crutches you've kept around now are nowhere to be found remember when you didn't have to look ahead or behind you there was always something right there to do but now it's life in some kind of traplooking for a way out well, you keep moving onthat's what it's all about there was a time you could put it out of your mind leave it all behind there was a time that time is gone |
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from Uncle Tupelo - No Depression (1990)
Fear the hearts of men are failing These our latter days we know The great depression now is spreading God's word declared it would be so I'm going where there's no depression To a better land that's free from care I'll leave this world of toil and trouble My home's in heaven I'm going there In this dark hour, midnight nearing The tribulation time will come The storms will hurl the midnight fear And sweep lost millions to their doom I'm going where there's no depression To a better land that's free from care I'll leave this world of toil and trouble My home's in heaven I'm going there I'm going where there's no depression To a better land that's free from care I'll leave this world of toil and trouble My home's in heaven I'm going there |
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from Uncle Tupelo - No Depression (1990)
Down here, where's we're at The weather changes, that's the way it goes Sometimes it snows, when everything's wrong Sometimes it snows, but when it does, it doesn't last long Down here, where we're at All we do is sit out on the porch And play our songs, and nothing's wrong Sometime friends come around, they all sing along Down here, where we're at Everyone is equally poor Down here, we don't care We don't care what happens outside the screen door Down here, where we're at Sweat drips from the tip of your nose You wear loose clothes, and you try to stay cool We all still have a lot of fun, never saw much school Down here, where we're at Everyone is equally poor Down here, we don't care We don't care what happens outside the screen door |
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from Uncle Tupelo - No Depression (1990)
John Hardy, he was a desperate little man Carried two guns every day Shot a man down by the West Virginia line They saw John Hardy get away They saw John Hardy get away They cornered John Hardy on the Tombstone bridge He thought that he was free 'Til the deputy sheriff came and grabbed him by the arm Said "Johnny, come along with me" "Johnny, come along with me" John Hardy, he stood inside his cell Tears running down his eyes Said "I've seen the death of many a poor boy Now I'm ready to die Now I'm ready to die" Well, I've been to the east and I've been to the west I've been the whole world round I've been to the north and I've been to the south Now I'm going to my hanging ground I'm going to my hanging ground |
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from Uncle Tupelo - No Depression (1990)
All my daydreams are disasters She's the one I think I love Rivers burn and then run backwards For her, that's enough They all come from New York City And they woke me up at dawn She walked with me to the fountain And she held onto my arm Come on, do what you did Roll me under New Madrid Shake my baby and please bring her back 'Cause death won't even be still Caroms over the landfill Buries us all in its broken back There's a man of conviction And although he's getting old Mr. Browning has a prediction And we've all been told So come on back from New York City Roll your trucks in at dawn Walk with me to the fountain And hold onto my arm Come on, do what you did Roll me under New Madrid Shake my baby and please bring her back 'Cause death won't even be still Caroms over the landfill Buries us all in its broken back |