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Modest Mouse
Modest Mouse


Информация
Откуда Issaquah, Washington, United States
Жанры Indie Pop
Indie Rock
Lo-Fi
Noise Pop
Годы 1993—н.в.
Лейблы Epic Records
Up Records
K Records
Matador Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Joe Plummer
Isaac Brock
Eric Judy
Jeremiah Green
Tom Peloso
Jim Fairchild
Бывшие участники
Johnny Marr
Robin Peringer
John Wickhart
Dann Gallucci
Benjamin Weikel



Альбом Modest Mouse


Everywhere And His Nasty Parlour Tricks (25.09.2001)
25.09.2001
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Everywhere everywhere everywhere
It's all so plain it's all a plan
The sky doesn't ever end
The air just gets much thinner further up
You could keep diggin' down and down
A thousand graves down without turnin'
Around or finding hell
You find you're digging up again
Everywhere everywhere everywhere

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So, turn off the light 'cause it's light of the sun
You're hopelessly hopeful
I hope so, for you
Freeze your blood and then stab it into in two
Stab your blood into me and blend
I eat my own blood and get filled up get filled up;
I get filled up on me and end so turn off the light
'cause it's night on the sun you're hopelessly hopeless
I hope so, for you
Turn off the light 'cause it's night on the sun
You're hopelessly hopeless
I hope so, for you
Freeze your blood and then stab it into in two
Stab your blood into me and end
I eat my own blood and get filled up get filled up
I get filled up on me and end
Freeze your blood and then stab it into me
Freeze your blood and then stab it into me
Freeze your blood and then stab it in two into me and blend
Turn off the light 'cause it's night on the sun
You're hopelessly hopeless
I hope so, for you
Well there's one thing to know about this town
It's five hundred miles underground; and that's alright
Well there's one thing to know about this globe
It's bound and it's willing to explode and that's alright
Well there's one thing to know about this town
Not a person doesn't want me underground
There's one thing to know about this town
It's five hundred miles underground; and that's ok
There's one thing to know about this earth
We're put here just to make more dirt; and that's ok

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It's the big show tongue tip tied to the roof of my mouth bad naughty little
angels come rushin' out.
I don't know but I been told you never die and you never grow old.
I guess you guessed that I'd catch hell. I just caught a cold but now I'm feelin
well.
It's the big show it's big show
Looked like we were photographed at gun point so I had to laugh.
Ha ha.
You said "I hope you live forever." Don't you wish that on me.
You said "don't be clever."
I don't know but I been told you never die and you never grow old.
It's the big show. It's the big show!
Three inch horses watching them drown (in the tar pits).
We're kneeling down.
They see us talking out both sides of our mouths.

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You were right I"m hangin' 'round because
Slight of hand won't separate us from them
You were right I'm underground because
Slight of hand won't separate your body from the dirt you're standing on
today
You're the good things yeah that's you...
You're the icing on the cake on the table at my wake
You're the extra ton of cash on my sinking life raft
You're the loud sound of fun when I'm trying to sleep
You're the flowers on my table when my allergies come out
You're the good things...
And help's not short when you're diggin' your grave
I'll help you dig it
So you're diggin' your grave now you're speakin' my language I'll help you

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Out of breath and out of cash,
find yourself watching M.A.S.H., every night on the couch.
Woman says let's take a drive down south,
roll down the windows and open our mouths
taste where we are and play the music loud.
Stop the car, lay on the grass,
the planets spin and we watch space pass.
Walk a direction, see where we get.
I never knew nothin' so there's nothin' to forget.
Get real drunk and ride our bikes.
There's so much beauty it could make you cry.
The rich get money but never what they want.
Find ourselves a new place to haunt.
Climb up the fire escape do it 'til the ground looks far away.
Go night swimming, leave our clothes on the ground,
when we get busted we just stand there proud.
It's the truth we all been wrong make it up and let's move on.
Playing cards we all get to act sly there's so much beauty it could make you

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"Here it comes (the place and the time that we knew that things could go
wrong)"
Walk to your house on my lunch break
Here it comes
"Come inside and pour a drink"
You'll probably tell me everything you think
Here it comes
The place and the time that we knew that things could go wrong
The grass grows green, could you step away from the screen, it doesn't mean
I don't want you to be seen, just not like everyone.
Grass grows green and it's everyone.
You always told me life's a dam that breaks
Here it comes
If you sit still or if you run
Here it comes.
So now we're drownin' in birthday cakes
Here it comes
The place and the time that we knew that things could go wrong
Keep it clean. I didn't mean to be mean. Why does it always seem that I've
never won. Keep it clean and no one's ever won.
The empty promise makers said
"Here it comes"
Make a point to make no sense
Here it comes
Speak about the future in the past tense
Here it comes
"Don't look down." So what'd we do?"
Here it comes
Walkin' around with shit on our shoes
Oh, here it comes

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Well I ain't sure but I been told
He's baking cakes inside our souls stayed awake took a nap got myself my
bottles back
I'm breaking them out in the street
Walkin' 'round in my bare feet
I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat
I cause a ride we caught some air
He's never gonna cut his hair
It takes more time to make a fake we night swam down in the lake washed the
dirt off our intentions prattle on 'bout bad inventions
I came as ice
I came as a whore
I came as advice that came too short
I came as gold
I came as crap
I came clean and I came as a rat
It takes a long time but God dies too
But not before he'll stick it to you
Well I ain't sure but I been told
You never die and you never grow old
I came as call
I came as flat
I came too soon so I came back
I came as flowers
I came as nice
I came as dirt and I came as it's price
It takes a long time but God dies too
But not before he'll stick it to you

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