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R.E.M.
R.E.M.


Информация
Откуда Athens, Georgia, United States
Жанры College Rock
Alternative Rock
Годы 1980—н.в.
Лейблы New West Records
См. также The Minus 5
Automatic Baby
The Baseball Project
Hindu Love Gods
Tuatara
Сайт Website
Состав
Michael Stipe
Peter Buck
Mike Mills
Бывшие участники
Bill Berry



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Chronic Town (24.08.1982)
24.08.1982
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Secluded in a marker stone
Not only deadlier but smarter too, smarter too
All along the tomb, all along the ruin
Secluded in a marker stone
Not only deadlier but smarter too, smarter too

I could live a million, I could live a million, I could live a million,
I could live a million years.

Secluded in a marker stone
Not only deadlier but smarter too, smarter too
All along the tomb, all along the ruin
Secluded in a marker stone
Not only deadlier but smarter too, smarter too

I could live a million, I could live a million, I could live a million,
I could live a million years.

All along, all along, all along the tomb
Secret in, secret in, secret in the ruin
Secluded in a marker stone
Not only deadlier - smarter too, smarter too

I could live a million, I could live a million, I could live a million,
I could live a million years.

. . .



We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the A-P-T
We'll stumble through the yard
Force fields. Explorer racing home, the ancient star.
Yellow mixed with golden hue.
Scan the graveyard, dead there be.
Ball and chain. Ball and chain.
Ball and chain. Ball and chain.

We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the A-P-T
We'll stumble through the yard
Force fields. Explorer racing home, the ancient star.
Yellow mixed with golden hue.
Scan the graveyard, dead there be.
Ball and chain. Ball and chain.
Ball and chain. Ball and chain.

We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the A-P-T
We'll stumble through the yard
Force fields. Explorer racing home, the ancient star.
Yellow mixed with golden hue.
Scan the graveyard, dead there be.
Ball and chain. Ball and chain.
Ball and chain. Ball and chain.

It was round about midnight. Hipster town.
Imagine going for a walk.
Things get around to taking place. It's not a waste of time.
The rich got a little poorer.
Things get around to taking place. If they're gonna happen at all.
Don't need that jazz. Don't need that stuff.
It was round about midnight. Hipster town.
It was round about midnight. Hipster town.

We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the yard
We'll stumble through the A-P-T
We'll stumble through the yard
Force fields. Explorer racing home, the ancient star.
Yellow mixed with golden hue.
Scan the graveyard, dead there be.
Ball and chain. Ball and chain.
Ball and chain. Ball and chain.

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Suspicion yourself, suspicion yourself, don't get caught.
Suspicion yourself, suspicion yourself, let us out.
Wilder lower wolves. Here's a house to put wolves out the door.
In a corner garden, wilder lower wolves.
House in order. House in order. House in order. House in order.
Down there they're rounding a posse to ride.

(repeat verse)

Suspicion yourself, suspicion yourself, don't get caught.
Suspicion yourself, suspicion ourselves, suspicion myself.
Wilder lower wolves. Here's a house to put wolves out the door.
In a corner garden, wilder lower wolves.
House in order. House in order. House in order. House in order.
Down there they're rounding a posse to ride.

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I see your money on the floor, I felt the pocket change.
Though all the feelings that broke through that door
just didn't seem to be too real.
The yard is nothing but a fence, the sun just hurts my eyes.
Somewhere it must be time for penitence. Gardening at night is never where.
Gardening at night. Gardening at night. Gardening at night.

The neighbors go to bed at ten.
Call the prayer line for a change.
The charge is changing every month.
They said it couldn't be arranged.

We ankled up the garbage sound, but they were busy in the rows.
We fell up, not to see the sun, gardening at night just didn't grow.
I see your money on the floor, I felt the pocket change.
Though all the feelings that broke through that door
just didn't seem to be too real.
Gardening at night. Gardening at night. Gardening at night.

Your sister said that you're too young.
They should know they've been there twice.
The call was 2 and 51.
They said it couldn't be arranged.

I see your money on the floor, I felt the pocket change.
Though all the feelings that broke through that door
just didn't seem to be too real.
We ankled up the garbage sound, but they were busy in the rows.
We fell up not to see the sun, gardening at night just didn't grow.
Gardening at night. Gardening at night. Gardening at night.

. . .



There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel.
Diminish, a carnival of sorts.
Chronic town, poster torn, reaping wheel.
Stranger, stranger to these parts.

Gentlemen don't get caught, cages under cage.
Gentlemen don't get caught.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.

There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel.
Diminish, a carnival of sorts.
Chronic town, poster torn, reaping wheel.
Stranger, stranger.

Gentlemen don't get caught, cages under cage.
Gentlemen don't get caught.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.

Cages under, cages under, cages under cage.
Cages under, cages under, cages under cage.

Gentlemen don't get caught, cages under cage.
Gentlemen don't get caught.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
(are pulling)

There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel.
Stranger, stranger to these parts.
Chronic town, poster torn, reaping wheel.
Diminish, stranger.

Gentlemen don't get caught, cages under cage.
Gentlemen don't get caught.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
Boxcars (are pulling) out of town.
(are pulling)
Boxcars are pulling
A carnival of sorts
Out of town
Out of clown
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha

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