R.E.M. Song Maker
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Stand Sitting to Water
Words & Music by Band Name Maker, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck, Mike Mills and Bill Berry
Verse 1:
Happy throngs, take this joy wherever, wherever you
It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off
We knee-skinned it you and me, underneath the river bed
When you greet a stranger, look at his shoes
It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off
We knee-skinned it you and me, underneath the river bed
When you greet a stranger, look at his shoes
Chorus:
A secret knock, one hammer's locked, the other wisdom's lost
My carpenter's out and running about, talking to the street
Old man Kensey wants to be a goalie
Take the steps to dash a roving eye
My carpenter's out and running about, talking to the street
Old man Kensey wants to be a goalie
Take the steps to dash a roving eye
Verse 2:
Called the fool, and the company
Find a place fit to laugh
Takes a tug upon the string
Where he ought to be, he sees what you
Find a place fit to laugh
Takes a tug upon the string
Where he ought to be, he sees what you
Chorus:
A secret knock, one hammer's locked, the other wisdom's lost
My carpenter's out and running about, talking to the street
Old man Kensey wants to be a goalie
Take the steps to dash a roving eye
My carpenter's out and running about, talking to the street
Old man Kensey wants to be a goalie
Take the steps to dash a roving eye
Bridge:
I can't see myself at thirty, I don't buy a lacquered thirty
Philomath, they know the lowdown, throw your trolls out the door
We sat in the garden, we stood on the porch
You'll wind up in some factory
Philomath, they know the lowdown, throw your trolls out the door
We sat in the garden, we stood on the porch
You'll wind up in some factory
Verse 3:
Calling out in transit
Go on ahead, Mr. Citywide, hypnotized, suit-and-tied
He had a dream one night
Keep your money in your hands, put your travel behind
Go on ahead, Mr. Citywide, hypnotized, suit-and-tied
He had a dream one night
Keep your money in your hands, put your travel behind
Chorus:
A secret knock, one hammer's locked, the other wisdom's lost
My carpenter's out and running about, talking to the street
Old man Kensey wants to be a goalie
Take the steps to dash a roving eye
My carpenter's out and running about, talking to the street
Old man Kensey wants to be a goalie
Take the steps to dash a roving eye
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