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    Chicago, Nebraska (the land of milk and honey)
  1. The white album.....I said wilco, not the beatles
  2. Here we are, walkin down the street, we get the funniest looks from everyone we meet. Hey, hey we're the monkees, people say we monkey around, but we're too busy singing, to put anybody down.
  3. if you havent seen the guy on utube doing the tryouts for snakes on the plane..you have not seen god
  4. Well im gonna go with Yankee Hotel Foxtrot
  5. disagree From the first time i listened to them i knew i hated them :\
  6. Kris was horrible hes way too old..he may be able to write songs but he cant sing anymore or play the harp
  7. argh.. i was just there for the whole weekend pretty much, got there at like 8 or something on friday for jeff he was cock. if it was up to me i would have left right after jeff but no got to stay for the whole weekend. dont get me wrong..it was a awesome weekend but jeff owned it
  8. I took a loong break from via chicago...everyone loves me..i know..but im back!!woo!!
  9. Screw you basturd now give me the site you get the correct tabs FROM!!!!
  10. I bet you people love this music so post back! :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: I Am Trying To Break Your Heart ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: I am an American aquarium drinker I assassin down the avenue I'm hiding out in the big city blinking What was I thinking when I let go of you? Let's forget about the tongue-tied lightning Let's undress just like cross-eyed strangers This is not a joke, so please stop smiling What was I thinking when I said it didn't hurt? I want to glide through those brown eyes dreaming Take it from the inside, baby hold on tight You were so right when you said that I've been drinking What was I thinking when I said good night? I want to hold you in the Bible-black predawn You're quite a quiet domino, bury me now Take off your Band-Aid because I don't believe in touchdowns What was I thinking when I said hello? I'd always thought that if I held you tightly You'd always love me like you did back then Then I fell asleep and the city kept blinking What was I thinking when I let you back in? I am trying to break your heart I am trying to break your heart But still I'd be lying if I said it wasn't easy I am trying to break your heart Disposable Dixie-cup drinking I assassin down the avenue I'm hiding out in the big city blinking What was I thinking when I let go of you? loves you I'm the man who loves you :::::: Kamera :::::: I need a camera to my eye To my eye, reminding Which lies I have been hiding which echoes belong I've counted out days to see how far I've driven in the dark with echoes in my heart Phone my family, tell them I'm lost on the sidewalk and, no, it's not OK I smashed a camera I wanna know why To my eye deciding which lies i have been hiding Which echoes belong I'm counting on a heart I know by heart to walk me through this war Memories distort Phone my family, tell them I'm lost on the sidewalk and, no, it's not OK I've counted out and no one knows how far I've driven in the dark with echoes in my heart Phone my family, tell them I'm lost Yeah, I'm lost and, no, it's not OK :::::::::: Radio Cure :::::::::: Cheer up, honey, I hope you can There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with silvery stars Honey, kisses, clouds of fog Shoulders shrugging off Cheer up, honey, I hope you can There is something wrong wit h me My mind is filled with radio cures Electronic surgical words Picking apples for kings and queens of things I have never seen Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Cheer up, honey, I hope you can There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with silvery stars Honey, kisses, clouds of fog Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable Oh, distance the way of making love understandable Oh, distance the way of making love understandable Cheer up honey, I hope you can... :::::::::: War on War :::::::::: It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war There's a war on You're gonna lose You have to lose You have to learn how to die Just watching the miles flying by Just watching the miles flying by You are not my typewriter But you could be my demon moving forward through the flaming doors You have to lose You have to learn how to die if you want to want to be alive, okay? You have to lose You have to lose You have to learn how to die if you want to want to be alive You have to die You have to die You have to learn how to die if you want to want to be alive, okay? Jesus, Etc. ::::::::::: Jesus, don't cry You can rely on me, honey You can combine anything you want I'll be around You were right about the stars Each one is a setting sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad sad songs tuned to chords Strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around Don't cry You can rely on me honey You can come by any time you want I'll be around You were right about the stars Each one is a setting sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad sad songs tuned to chords Strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around Voices whine Skyscrapers are scraping together Your voice is smoking Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around ::::::::::::::::::::::: Ashes Of American Flags ::::::::::::::::::::::: The cash machine is blue and green For a bundle of twenties and a small service fee I could spend three dollars and sixty-three cents On Diet Coca-Cola and unlit cigarettes I wonder why we listen to poets when nobody gives a fuck How hot and sorrowful, the machine begs for luck All my lies are always wishes I know I would die if I could come back new We want a good life with a nose for things the fresh wind and bright sky to endure my suffering I'm a hole without a key if I break my tongue Oh, speaking of tomorrow, how will it ever come? All my lies are always wishes I know I would die if I could come back new I'm down on my hands and knees every time I hear a doorbell ring I shake like a toothache every time I hear myself sing All my lies are only wishes I know I would die if I could come back new I would like to salute the ashes of American flags And all the fallen leaves filling up shopping bags ::::::::::::::::::: Heavy Metal Drummer ::::::::::::::::::: I sincerely miss those heavy metal bands I used to go see on the landing in the summer She fell in love with the drummer She fell in love with the drummer She fell in love Shiny, shiny pants and bleach-blond hair A double kick drum by the river in the summer She fell in love with the drummer Another and another She fell in love I miss the innocence I've known Playing KISS covers, beautiful and stoned Unlock my body and move myself to dance Moving warm liquid, flowing blowing glass Classical music blasting masks the ringing in my ears I sincerely miss those heavy metal bands I used to go see on the landing in the summer She fell in love with the drummer She fell in love with another She fell in love I miss the innocence I've known Playing KISS covers, beautiful and stoned Playing KISS covers, beautiful and stoned Playing KISS covers, beautiful and stoned ::::::::::::::::::::::::: I'm The Man Who Loves You ::::::::::::::::::::::::: All I can see is black and white and white and pink with blades of blue that lay between the words I think on a page I was meaning to send her You I couldn't tell if it bring my heart the way I wanted when I started writing this letter to you If I could you know I would just hold your hand and you'd understand I'm the man who loves you All I can be is a busy sea of spinning wheels and hands that feel for stones to throw and feet that run but they come back home, make no difference ever known, make no difference ever known to me If I could you know I would just hold your hand and you'd understand I'm the man who loves you All I can see is black and white and white and pink with blades of blue that lay between the words I think on a page I was meaning to send her You I couldn't tell if it bring my heart the way I wanted when I started writing this letter to you If I could you know I would just hold your hand and you'd understand If I could you know I would just hold your hand and you'd understand If I could you know I would just hold your hand and you'd understand I'm the man who loves you I'm the man who loves you :::::::::::::::: Pot Kettle Black :::::::::::::::: Crazy rides rockets Who has a magic wand Empty out your pockets Words without a song I myself have found a real rival in myself I am hoping for a re-arrival of my health Sleeping eye sockets Baby suck your thumb I'll keep you in my locket A string I never strum It's become so obvious You are so oblivious to yourself You're tied in a knot But I'm not gonna get caught Calling a pot kettle black Every song's a comeback Every moment's a little bit later Lazy locomotives wherever you may roll I think you have no motive I know you have no home It's become so obvious You are so oblivious to yourself You're tied in a knot But I'm not gonna get caught Calling a pot kettle black Every song's a comeback Every moment's a little bit later Every moment's a little bit later Every moment's a little bit later Every moment's a little bit later ::::::::::: Poor Places ::::::::::: 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 My 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 It's hot in the poor places tonight I'm not going outside They cried all over overseas It makes no difference to me It's hot in the poor places tonight I'm not going outside :::::::::::: Reservations :::::::::::: How can I convince you it's me I don't like When I've always been distant and I've always told lies for love I'm bound by these choices so hard to make I'm bound by the feeling so easy to fake None of this is real enough to take me from you Oh I've got reservations about so many things but not about you I know this isn't what you were wanting me to say How can I get closer and be further away From the truth that proves it's beautiful to lie I've got reservations about so many things but not about you I've reservations about so many things but not about you not about you not about you not about you it's not about you
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