Elliott Smith

Alameda You walk down alameda shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone Like some precious only son Face down, bow to the champion You walk down alameda looking at the cracks in the sidewalk Thinking about your friends How you maintain all the

2:45 Am Sung By:Elliott Smith I'm going out sleepwalking Where mute memories start talking The boss that couldn't help but hurt you And the pretty thing he made desert you I'm going out now like a baby A naive unsatisfiable baby Grabbing onto whateve

[Instrumental:] [Instrumental:] 专辑:Roman Candle 歌手:Elliott Smith 歌曲:Kiwi Maddog 20/20

--- Elliott Smith - Everything Reminds Me Of Her --- I never really had a problem because of leaving But everything reminds me of her this evening So if I seem a little out of it, sorry But why should I lie? Everything reminds me of her The spin of t

No Name No. 5 Got bitten fingernails and a head full of the past And everybody's gone at last A sweet sweet smile that's fading fast Cause everybody's gone at last And you don't get upset about it No not anymore There's nothing wrong That wasn't wron

Talking to Mary, you know you don't have to shout She can hear what you're thinking like you're saying it right out loud She sees behind that dirty look It was her that followed down every stupid turn you took One day she'll go, I told you so One day

Cupid's Trick She's shaking down I'm absent and numb from shock Reaching around for the hands of the clock Should've lied Lit me up, it's my lie Should've lit me up, it's my lie Should've lit me up, it's my lie Should've lit me up Cupid's trick comes

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'd understand A stickman flashing a fine-lined smile Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a style Rich ma

Punch And Judy Sung By: Elliott Smith A wallflower punch talks to judy In a crowded corner where anybody can listen in But they don't read page to page or speak easy Now they're gonna go say the words In the wrong order again They walk in a circle Th

--- Elliott Smith - A Distorted Reality Is Now A Necessity To Be Free --- I'm floating in a black balloon o.d. on easter afternoon my mama told me baby stay clean there's no in between and all you ladies and you gentlemen between is all you've ever s

You keep your things in a place meant to hide But I know they're there somewhere And I know that's where you'll go tonight I'll be thrown out, just like before The White Lady loves you more Need a metal man just to pick up your feet It's a long time

Bottle up and explode over and over Keep the troublemaker below Put it away and check out for the day And in for a round of overexposure The thing Mother Nature provides to get up and go Bottle up and explode, seeing the stars surrounding you Red, wh

Wiped out in the city slick Another sick rock 'n' roller acting like a dick Needing cash Burning through the trash That piles up in this place And fills up behind my empty face Full of things that I'm not to do You come over with all of your friends

I'm waiting for the train Subway that only goes one way The stupid thing that'll come to pull us apart And make everybody late You spent everything you had Wanted everything to stop that bad Now I'm a crashed credit card registered to Smith - Not the

Here come your pride and joy The comic little drunk You call your boy Making everybody smile Who takes your pretty plan And then becomes a disappearing man After a little while I saw you with your make-up running down Now what's that all about You sa

High Times Elliott Smith Coma kid tell me how and come to follow you around where ever you go said i don't go, where i'm supposed to go and i don't go, really anywhere you know told me how he's driven by a curse, 'til he kicked out into reverse said

Pictures Of Me Start stop and start Stupid acting smart Flirting with the flicks You say it's just for kicks You'll be the victim of your own dirty tricks You got yourself to tease and displease Doors swinging wide You walked in to hide Looking at yo

first the mic then a half cigarette singing cathy's clown that's the man that she's married to now that's the girl that he takes around town she appears composed, so she is, i suppose who can really tell? she shows no emotion at all stares into space

Someone's always coming around here Trailing some new kill Says "I've seen your picture on a Hundred-dollar bill" What's a game of chance to you, To him is one of real skill So glad to meet you, Angeles Picking up the ticket shows there's Money

He's pleased to meet you underneath the horse In the cathedral with the glass stained black Singing sweet high notes that echo back To destroy their master May be a long time til you get the call-up But it's sure as fate and hard as your luck No one'