Тексты песен «Guided By Voices»

I celebrate Far too - but not exceeding my potential Risking injury - this is music for people 1,000 years old Slapping salt on soldier boy, his guts in his cupped hands The horses breathing freon With engines gunning...

As the icy breeze is shattered By speaking to us warmly (small ones stand up) To the nation of duress And God yes, it's a mess We know this and that The romantic soul for us In the lost hierarchy of land And landowners...

In a world you think you understand stay put and tune to another plan(et?) It's up to you to stay put the shoe is on the other foot Driven to the fields whipped like a slave ready for (Out?) Ready for the .beast...

I am flying Could choose to like it Floating over everything Could choose to fall I am united with crow Highbrow wherever we go And when you break down Does it really matter what you do? ??? we are...

Even when you're lifted by the lie Heaven sent and gifted-ask them why Never give it all up-never try All their hearts are breaking Unspirited The less than life you live The lessons make you lame, boy the same, boy...

The poised tongues on easy street Are shifting and delivering The insidious snakes/the hackers and the meat Are counting out the face of things I know when you bring back sweet Dougy's? car You don't tell him where...

ten fingers consistent a 'must have' situation how can you believe that patience brings reward? Up the nails with trappings little games and smaller worlds What gentle fingers can feel mankind can manipulate all thumbs...

Volcano divers Volcano divers You got a lot to say But hey don't say it So much reported and So much distorted Divers Volcano...

I have a positive hot gift Want one? A scoffer's clutch karma issue Want one? A nursery whip for men who skip Want one? Living the dream of kings before children Come inside I'll show you A ticket to sugar pie Yeah, I...

I'm over and in To go to pieces in a single file each piece marching merrily off to war and wedding I'm sweeping away the broken pieces clearing space for the next who will go merrily off to war and wedding each one...

Watch me jumpstart as the old skin is peeled See an opening and bust into the field Hidden longings no longer concealed Watch me bulldoze every bulldozer away Each new obstacle from each old new day Where it's going...

We're not looking We're bargaining for pardon Out of the straits Of the madhouse garden And if you fall asleep May you rest in peace And we're in the business The sweet trip That no one's taking The bell curve...

We flew higher than at first we imagined We came over for a spin of the globe Spat in rivers while the fish eggs were hatching Danced with angels to the pulse of the strobe Come visit our world See what goes down...

Long Live Rockathon Offspring and Tag alongs were finding The history book has lost its binding pages everywhere Two Titans without care will read them We conjure ghosts and then we feed them And if it all goes well...

Now and then it's a way out life Yes, indeed it's a strange effect A couple o' brothers with a jar full of oil Said "Grab it quick before it spoil" What about it? What about it? Time is money if not well...

We are moving out to meet the others They are always happy when they see you Making time like on the spot we borders (?) You can talk to them by speaking You can keep the truth from leaking That sounds weird ??? and...

Did I tell ya that I feel the way that I feel Every time I look into those eyes? Maybe it comes as a big surprise Maybe it comes a s lie! (You know I'd never lie) Look into the vast vast space Maybe I have not a single...

The tavern's open again The line-up who light up will surely decide the fate Of these incorrigibles Who plaster their messages up on the interstate When she turns fifty I might be dead But acting happy again Go...

There's sense in arguing That's something you believe in Can't hope ??? someones good advice Don't have much money to lay around and grieve in Better off just keep your mouth shut Come on boys be nice You can't hurt me...

Ego wheels in motion Where is out there? It belongs to nocturnal boyhood Figureless fathers In there complete nonexample And fresh pleasures elsewhere NO She wants concrete language Bad lungs and an ape that changes...