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| His Voice Is Overwhelming, But His Speech Is Slurred Elliott Smith Lyrics Database |
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Re: Elliott Smith - Figure 8
Son of Sam
Something’s happening, don’t speak too soon. I told the boss off, made my move, got nowhere to go. Son of Sam, son of the shining path, the clouded mind, The couple killer each and every time. I’m not uncomfortable feeling weird, Lonely leered, options disappeared, but I know what to do. Son of Sam, son of a doctor’s touch, a nurse’s love, Acting under orders from above – King for a day. Son of Sam, son of the shining path, the clouded mind, The couple killer running out of time. Shiva opens her arms now To make sure I don’t get too far. I may talk in my sleep tonight ‘cause I don’t know what I am I’m a little like you – More like Son of Sam. |
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Re: Elliott Smith - Figure 8
Junk Bond Trader
The imitation picks you up like a habit, Writing in the glow of the TV’s static, Taking out the trash to the man: Give the people something they understand. A stickman flashing a fine line smile; Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a style. Rich man in a poor man’s clothes – The permanent installment of the daily dose. And you tell off when you tell it like it is – Your world’s no wider than your hatred of his. Checking into a small reality, Boring as a drug you take too regularly, The athlete’s laugh, the broken crutch, The first true love that folded at the slightest touch, Brought down like an old hotel, People digging through the rubble for things they can resell. “Happy holidays,” said sick savior, The leaving lover I still favor.* I won’t take your medicine; I don’t need a remedy To be everything I’m supposed to be. I don’t want nobody else. I can do it by myself. We’re meant to be together. Now I’m a policeman directing traffic, Keeping everything moving, everything static. I’m the hitchhiker you’ll recognize passing On your way to some everlasting – Better sell it while you can, Better sell it while you can, Better sell it while you can, Better sell it while you can. *The lyric sheet for this line reads “The leaving lover that I still favor”, but the word "that" is not sung. Last edited by Heliphyneau : 03-07-2006 at 05:43 PM. |
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Re: Elliott Smith - Figure 8
LA
The gentleman’s in the lane spinning his hat on a cane, Stepping out, out for a change – Good morning all, it’s a beautiful day. The general’s winning a war seemed suicidal before you came along;* Now now, I'll protect you, long as you stay.** LA morning had to come, I’d be walking in the sun, Living in the day, But last night I was about to throw it all away. If patience started a band, I’d be her biggest fan. Look at me, I’m talking to you. I don’t want the lead in your play. The star’s just a part of the scene, the gentleman in green, Paying off out on the street. I can’t go home, it’s not on my way. LA things I’d never done, cars parked in the sun, Living in the day, But last night I was about to throw it all away. Last night I was about to throw it all away. Last night I was about to throw it all away. Last night I was about to throw it all away. *The lyric sheet for this line reads “The general’s winning a war that seemed suicidal before you came along”, but the word "that" is not sung. **The lyric sheet for this line reads “Now I’ll protect you, long as you stay” -- an extra "now" is added. Last edited by Heliphyneau : 03-07-2006 at 05:58 PM. |
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Re: Elliott Smith - Figure 8
In the Lost and Found (Honky Bach)
He held his breath to hold your hand, To walk the stairsteps in pairs, Climbing up a slippery slope – I’m in love, love I hope. Don’t go home, Angelina, Stay with me, hanging around in the lost and found. Kissed you quick, feeling weird; Lonely leered and disappeared. This is such a simple place Passing time can’t erase. Don’t go home, Angelina, Paint tomorrow blue. Day breaks, and every morning when he wakes, he thinks of you. I’m alone, that’s okay, I don’t mind, Most of the time, I don’t feel afraid to die. She was here passing by.* Don’t go home, Angelina, Stay with me, hanging around in the lost and found. Stay with me, hanging around in the lost and found. *The lyric sheet for this line reads “She was just here passing by”, but the word "just" isn't sung. Last edited by Heliphyneau : 03-07-2006 at 05:59 PM. |
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Re: Elliott Smith - Figure 8
Wouldn’t Mama Be Proud?
The question is wouldn’t Mama be proud? There’s a silver lining in the corporate cloud, And the pretty post that you’re taking as an, as an NCO* Of the great pretender? I should sure think so! Wouldn’t Mama be proud? “Can I take your order?” asked the heavenly host. Ticket to the jetstream blowing coast to coast, The long stem glasses, a movie and a pleasant dream in mid-air; “You gotta tell me quickly, ‘cause we’re almost there.” Wouldn’t Mama be proud? Pointed out of the window at the sky gone black. “Kid, you’re on the right track.” If I send you postcards from the side of the road, Photographs of moving parts about to implode, If I crawl to keep it together like you say you know I can do To transmit the moment from me to you. Wouldn’t Mama be proud? Wouldn’t Mama be proud? Wouldn’t Mama be proud? Wouldn’t Mama be proud? *The lyric sheet for this line reads “And the pretty post that you’re taking as an NCO”, but he sings "as an" twice. Last edited by Heliphyneau : 03-07-2006 at 06:07 PM. |
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Re: Elliott Smith - Figure 8
Pretty Mary K
Almost forgot, Started to say, Rode into the sun Past everyone. Hallelujah, pretty Mary K. I found faith in the infirmary: There’s a soldier lying in bed With a wound to the head Calling out to pretty Mary K. Here’s what you get for things that haven’t happened yet. I happened upon pretty Mary K, But a soldier’s uniform waved you away. I walk ‘round the dock and talk to St. James, Though I’m already done, And ask everyone “Have you seen her?” Pretty Mary K. Have you seen her? Pretty Mary K. |
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Re: Elliott Smith - Figure 8
I Better Be Quiet Now
Wish you gave me your number, Wish I could call you today, just to hear a voice. I got a long way to go; I’m getting further away. If I didn’t know the difference, living alone’d probably be OK. It wouldn’t be lonely. I got a long way to go; I’m getting further away. A lot of hours to occupy, it was easy when I didn’t know you yet – Things I’d have to forget – But I better be quiet now. I’m tired of wasting my breath Carrying on and getting upset. Maybe I have a problem, but that’s not what I wanted to say.* I’d prefer to say nothing. I got a long way to go; I’m getting further away. Had a dream as an army man with an order just to march in my place While a dead enemy screams in my face But I better be quiet now. I’m tired of wasting my breath Carrying on, not over it yet. Wish I knew what you’re doing And why you want to do it this way, so I can’t go the distance. I got a long way to go; I’m getting further away. I got a long way to go; I’m getting further away. *The lyric sheet for this line reads “Maybe I got a problem, but that’s not what I wanted to say”, but he sings "have" instead of "got". Last edited by Heliphyneau : 03-07-2006 at 06:11 PM. |
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