MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
wilco - a shot in the arm
The ashtray says
You were up all night
When you went to bed
With your darkest mind
Your pillow wept
And covered your eyes
And you finally slept
While the sun caught fire
You've changed
We fell in love
In the key of C
We walked along
Down by the sea
You followed me down
The neck to D
And fell again
Into the sea
You changed
Oh, you've changed
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Something in my veins bloodier than blood
Something in my veins bloodier than blood
Something in my veins bloodier than blood
Something in my veins bloodier than blood
The ashtray says
You were up all night
When you went to bed
With your darkest mind
You changed
Oh, you've changed
What you once were isnt what you want to be any more
What you once were isnt what you want to be any more
What you once were isnt what you want to be any more
What you once were isnt what you want to be any more
What you once were isnt what you want to be any more
wilco - against the law
It's against the law to walk, and against the law to talk
Against the law to loaf, against the law to work
Against the law to read, against the law to write
Against the law to be a black, a brown, or white
Everything's against the law
I'm a low-pay daddy singing the high-price blues
It's against the law to eat, against the law to drink
Against the law to worry, against the law to think
Against the law to marry or try to settle down
Against the law to ramble like a bum from town to town
Everything's against the law
I'm a low-pay daddy singing the high-price blues
It's against the law to come, against the law to go
Against the law to ride, against the law to roll
Against the law to hug and against the law to kiss
Against the law to shoot, against the law to miss
Everything's against the law
I'm a low-pay daddy singing the high-price blues
It's against the law to gamble, against the law to roam
Against the law to organize or try to build a home
Against the law to sing, it's against the law to dance
Against the law to tell you all the trouble on my hands
Everything in Winston-Salem is against the law
I'm a low-pay daddy singing the high-price blues
wilco - airline to heaven
There's an airline plane
Flies to heaven everyday
Past the pearly gates
If you want to ride this train
Have your ticket in your hand
Before it is too late
If the world looks wrong
And your money's spent and gone
And your friend has turned away
You can get away to heaven
On this aeroplane
Just bow your head and pray
Them's got ears, let them hear
Them's got eyes, let them see
Turn your eyes to the lord of the skies
Take this airline plane
It'll take you home again
To your home behind the skies
Well a lot of people guess
Some say no and some say yes
Will it take some and leave some behind?
But you will surely know
When to the airport go
To leave this world behind
Oh a lot of speakers speak
A lot of preachers preach
When you lay their salary on the line
You can hold your head and pray
It's the only earthly way
You can fly to heaven on time
Fly to heaven on time
Them's got ears, let them hear
Them's got eyes, let them see
Turn your eyes to the lord of the skies
Take that airline plane
It'll take you home again
To your home behind the skies
Your ticket you obtain
On this heavenly airline plane
You leave your sins behind
You've got to take this flight
It may be daytime, might be night
But you can't see your way if you're blind
Them's got ears, let them hear
Them's got eyes, let them see
Turn your eyes to the lord of the skies
Take that airline plane
It'll take you home again
To your home behind the skies
wilco - alone
Shakin' sugar from a sugar spoon
Peppermint tea afternoon
Alone, alone, alone
Taking a shower take another nap
Watching television take a bath
Alone, alone, alone
Feel like a book, but I just cant start it
Feel like a lover, brokenhearted
Look in the mirror at the face in the glass
Look like a question no one ever asks
Alone
Like I'm supposed to be
Lone lonely alone
Like I'm supposed to be
Go for a walk, go for a drive
Listen to the stereo stay inside
Alone, alone, alone
Feel like a book, but I just cant start it
Feel like a lover, brokenhearted
Look in the mirror at the face in the glass
Look like a question no one ever asks
Alone
Like I'm supposed to be
Lone lonely alone
Like I'm supposed to be
Shakin' sugar from a tablespoon
bitter black coffee underneath the moon
Alone, alone, alone
Feel like a book with a big ghost heart
I didn't finish, I didn't start it
Look in the mirror at the face in the glass
Look like a question no one ever asks
Alone
Like I'm supposed to be
Lone lonely alone
Like I'm supposed to be
wilco - any major dude will tell you
I never seen you looking so bad my funky one
You tell me that your superfine mind has come undone
Chorus:
Any major dude with half a heart surely will tell you my friend
Any minor world that breaks apart falls together again
When the demon is at your door
In the morning it won't be there no more
Any major dude will tell you
Have you ever seen a squonk's tears? well, look at mine
The people on the street have all seen better times
Chorus
I can tell you all i know, the where to go, the what to do
You can try to run but you can't hide from what's inside of you
Chorus
wilco - art of almost
I can't be so far away from my wasteland
I'll never know when I might ambulance
or hoist their hearts with my own hands
Almost... almost...
I heard a faint old age lover
I had other ways to help myself
By calling out, open up my heart and fall
And I blame it all on dust, the art of almost
Almost... almost...
I hold it up, shake the grade
Disobey across the waves, tomorrow
I have all the love I can ever ache
and I leave the most with you, art of almost
Almost... almost...
wilco - 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
wilco - at least that s what you said
When I sat down on the bed next to you
You started to cry
I said, maybe if I leave, you'll want me
To come back home
Or maybe all you mean, is leave me alone
At least that's what you said
You're irresistible when you get mad
Isn't it sad, I'm immune
I thought it was cute
For you to kiss
My purple black eye
Even though I caught it from you
I still think we're serious
At least that's what you said
wilco - at my window sad and lonely
At my window, sad and lonely
Oft times do I think of thee
Sad and lonely and I wonder
Do you ever think of me
Every day is sad and lonely
And every night is sad and blue
Do you ever think of me my darling
As you sail that ocean blue
At my window, sad and lonely
I stand and look across the sea
And I sad and lonely wonder
Do you ever think of me
Will you find another sweetheart
In some far and distant land
Sad and lonely now I wonder
If our boat will ever land
Ships may ply the stormy ocean
And planes may fly the stormy sky
I'm sad and lonely but remember
Oh I'll love you till I die
wilco - be not so fearful
Be not so nervous
Be not so frail
Someone watches you
You won't fail
Be not so nervous
Be not so frail
Be not so nervous
Be not so frail
Be not so sorry
For what you have done
You must forget them now
It's done
And when you wake up
You will find that you can run
Be not so sorry
For what you have done
Be not so fearful
Be not so pale
Someone watches you
You won't leave the rails
Be not so fearful
Be not so pale
Be not so fearful
Be not so pale
You must forget them now
It's done
And when you wake up
You will find that you can run
Be not so sorry
For what you have done
Be not so sorry
For what you have done
wilco - birds and ships
The birds are singing
In your eyes today
Sweet flowers blossom in your smile
The wind and sun
Are in the words you say
Where might your lonesome lover be?
Birds may be singing
In my eyes this day
Sweet flowers blossom when I smile
But my soul is stormy
And my heart blows wild
My sweetheart rides a ship on the sea
Though my soul is stormy
And my heart blows wild
Where might my lonesome lover be?
wilco - black moon
I was always right
About the morning
Okay, I'm an old shoe
Danced above the blades
Never stopped crawling
Over the black dunes
And I'm waiting
For you
Waiting forever
Are you awake now too?
I am always one
Without a warning
Whole days
Reappear
Lift away
Past the gate
Desert keeps forming
Underneath the black moon
And I'm waiting
For you
Waiting forever
Are you awake now too?
wilco - blasting fonda
I watch the clock, alot
To see where im at, in the plot
Its like a movie starring me
Its all so moving to me
And i dont wanna leave
This walking dream
Its up to you
To get me home
I wont go in alone
Chorus:
In days of olden
Silence was golden
I dreamed of you
Hair on my pillow
Like a weeping willow
Cool breeze blows through
There will be no failure
I wont be the last
Premadonna stuck in a trailer
Blasting for the news
(chorus)
wilco - blue eyed soul
You've got a blue-eyed soul,
And if you don't let it show,
It'll leave you, you won't even know,
Without your blue-eyed soul
Can you keep it simple? Can you let the snare crack?
Can you let it move without holding back?
Are you afraid to let it go,
Without your blue-eyed soul?
You're gonna lose control,
You're gonna lose control,
Without your blue-eyed soul,
Without your blue-eyed soul,
Without your blue-eyed soul
wilco - bob dylan s 49th beard
You'll be happier when I'm gone
Much too busy to worry
I'll be sad and you'll feel bad
But I know you won't be sorry
And as I turn to go
Please don't wave goodbye
I refuse to cry
On roads that are paved
With men who behave
Like they know where they're goin'
And I'll stop along the way
And it's then I'll think of you
And I'll wonder if you knew
When I got blue
And things got weird
And I started growing
Bob Dylan's beard
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