Тексты песен «Tragically Hip»

I wrote unfriendly things, truly cruel, on the day that you were born to prove that words cannot touch beauty but I was torn I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again I made degenerate art for the religious right...

Sharks don't attack the Irish, it's mostly Australians. There's nothing accomplished by these splashing citizens. From the Moon down to the surface Of the Marianas Trench I wont send you in a cab when I can take you...

Held a bird's egg between her breasts there's reasons for the road, I guess to document the indigenous, to paint and sketch paint and sketch I'm starting to fail to be impressed. United state of ricochet from the...

Win Toronto yelled the Queen of the Furrows This is how we farm hens cluck and roosters crow You are my heart staring down from the pillar To be apart is that why you have to go To conversations city everybody's...

The man 'cross the street he don't move a muscle Though he's all covered in dust When constitutions of granite can't save the planet What's to become of us With a painted restraint I don't move a muscle Though a...

------------- I could make you scared if you want me to I'm not prepared, but if I have to He said, I can make you scared, it's kinda what I do If you're prepared, here's what I propose to do You're in Russia and more...

Sharks don't attack the Irish, it's mostly Australians. There's nothing accomplished by these splashing citizens. from the Moon down to the surface of the Mariana's Trench. I won't send you in a cab when I can take you...

born a queen up on her side, and she felt it too. there's a lot you can see when there's nothing to do she got down on her knees and she dug herself out slipping to the east side and prancing about. learn a language...

Me and the vivid girl in our hammock to the stars staring into the fire before TV, the remote-control's on Mars In the dope of the pigment, in the poetic state of mind in a flood of country we lay down to kill some...

There's a still in the night A tuneless moonlight Just the I-need-you-and-here's-whys of Snoring Gords and Cheryls There's a heron outside Inviolate light There's an urge to go, a shadow A heightened air of peril Your...

(words and music by Gord Sinclair) been to Reno drives an El Camino can you did that style? hip canteen you always make the scene you're a crazy child it's a sad thing bourbons all around to stop that feeling when...

---------------------- Interesting and sophisticated refusing to be celebrated it's a monumental big screen kiss it's so deep it's meaningless one day you'll just up and quit and that'll be it just then the stripper...

Your imagination's having puppies It could be a video for new recruits Just stare into the camera And pretend that you got the flu Or dream of impossible vacations And get all teary from the wind Look as though...

You're visually stunning, I'm almost shivering You'd become anyone, don't hate who you have to be Speed river, take me away Speed river, take me away Speed river, take me away Hard stuff, give me a dose of the hard...

Instructions from the manual could not have been much more plain the blues are still required the blues are still required again past territorial piss-posts past whispers in the closets past screamin' from the rooftops...

You did the best that you could do. You were a great crew, who tried to nurture and preserve your faith in you. And with the bureau chiefs and the shrugging spies You could stay, but why? You see a light and then...

Does summer exist in its praises? Does summer exist in its praises? The summer lives here where this place is Come on up here, we've got something to show you Wanna show you everything we know Wanna show you we've been...

If you ask me how I knew, I saw you. I had a bird's-eye view of a bird's-eye view when I saw you. I saw you not as you think, simply just as you. I saw you. And all of this augers well. even though it's presaging...

I was first attracted by your scent. Your heart must be a caramelized onion. By the time I saw your flame it was all over for you and what's-his-name. I think it was Algonquin Park. It was so cold and winter-dark. A...

You lured me with your diamond flower you lured me with talk of still more talk you lured me with caramelizing power you lured me a lot. Clearly lifeless bare feet and dogs just trained to sniff you saw him struggle and...