R.E.M. Song Maker
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Superserious at The The song
Words & Music by Band Name Maker, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck, Mike Mills and Bill Berry
Verse 1:
But somewhere down the line he chose
Dreams of Elysian
My pockets are out and running about and barking in the street
Or it's gonna be too late to bring you back
Dreams of Elysian
My pockets are out and running about and barking in the street
Or it's gonna be too late to bring you back
Chorus:
Disappointment into us: absurd
Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight
Speaking in tongues, it's worth a broken lip
Try to put that on your sleeve it's all wrong, it's all wrong
Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight
Speaking in tongues, it's worth a broken lip
Try to put that on your sleeve it's all wrong, it's all wrong
Verse 2:
Cuyahoga, gone
I'm on my way back home, couldn't find shyer
My carpenter's out and running about, walking the
The consul a horse, oh man, I think we're lost
I'm on my way back home, couldn't find shyer
My carpenter's out and running about, walking the
The consul a horse, oh man, I think we're lost
Chorus:
Disappointment into us: absurd
Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight
Speaking in tongues, it's worth a broken lip
Try to put that on your sleeve it's all wrong, it's all wrong
Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight
Speaking in tongues, it's worth a broken lip
Try to put that on your sleeve it's all wrong, it's all wrong
Bridge:
Here we are, here we are
I'm the sun and you can read
Keep your luck, two-headed
Take a turn for the worse
I'm the sun and you can read
Keep your luck, two-headed
Take a turn for the worse
Verse 3:
Before the weight can leave the air
Oh, why are you trying to second guess me
Put that, put that, put that up your wall
The consul a horse, Jefferson, I think we're lost
Oh, why are you trying to second guess me
Put that, put that, put that up your wall
The consul a horse, Jefferson, I think we're lost
Chorus:
Disappointment into us: absurd
Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight
Speaking in tongues, it's worth a broken lip
Try to put that on your sleeve it's all wrong, it's all wrong
Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight
Speaking in tongues, it's worth a broken lip
Try to put that on your sleeve it's all wrong, it's all wrong
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