Earthquake Glue
Guided by Voices
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1
My Kind of Soldier
02 : 36
2
My Son, My Secretary, My Country
01 : 57
3
I’ll Replace You With Machines
02 : 49
4
She Goes Off at Night
02 : 03
5
Beat Your Wings
04 : 47
6
Useless Inventions
02 : 53
7
Dirty Water
03 : 27
8
The Best of Jill Hives
02 : 42
9
Dead Cloud
03 : 12
10
Mix Up the Satellites
03 : 23
11
Main Street Wizards
03 : 22
12
A Trophy Mule in Particular
02 : 19
13
Apology in Advance
02 : 32
14
Secret Star
04 : 42
15
Of Mites and Men
02 : 33
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Track Lyrics
My Son, My Secretary, My Country Lyrics
[Verse 1]
With your mission wilting, and your kids sulking
Happy birthday, Mr. Sink
Throw your flowers in the river and drink
[Verse 2]
We've got cowbells and clay, make us all obey
And work will be of worth for the sketch of explorers
And the hot air annoyers
[Outro]
Good men destroyers
Future employers
Cowboys and lawyers
And we all will be warriors, rah!
Useless Inventions Lyrics
[Verse 1]
These times useless inventions satisfy inquiring minds
What about a piece of pretensions in production of new schemes?
Realize a world of quick fix dreams
[Verse 2]
Come on and purchase the new one, be the first to strap it on
Lose antiquated fixations that you cannot leave about
For a nice try, change this model out
[Chorus]
Feed on a stroke of brilliance sometimes
To cover up the oldness in your eyes
From noticing the coldness in our lives
Don't know if it's a miracle or a curse
Maybe we can help you to feel worse
[Verse 3]
These days useless inventions simplify or complicate
You've got the keys to the kingdom that through which you quickly move
That from small beginnings must improve
[Chorus]
Feed on a stroke of brilliance sometimes
To cover up the oldness in your eyes
From noticing the coldness in our lives
Don't know if it's a miracle or a curse
Maybe we can help you to feel worse
Tap the curiosity of your youth
Are you seeking dead or taking truth?
Never knowing what will come up next
Will it be the panic switch or select?
[Outro]
Well, it's too late to change your connection
Didn't even get through inspection
Copyright divine interventions
Getting tired of useless inventions
Getting tired of useless inventions
Getting tired of useless inventions
Getting tired of useless inventions
Getting tired of useless inventions
The Best of Jill Hives Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Paid up, weathered, and type O
Clad in Gladstone, watch him go
Swimming 'neath the microscope
Hello, lonely, bless the nation
Mr. skip to all or none
Wouldn't soldiers fall upon?
Try to find what makes her tick
While they're finding out what makes them sick
[Chorus]
I don't know where you find your nerve
I don't know how you choose your words
Speak the ones that suit you worst
Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed
Circle the ones that come alive
Save them for the best of Jill Hives
[Verse 2]
Been around and left you flat
Tragically decided that
Every child of God's a brat
And she's dying to escape them
But do we really need to see
All her punchdrunk history?
And which of it might hold the key
For the exit to her destiny
[Chorus]
I don't know where you get your nerve
I don't know how you choose your words
Speak the ones that suit you worst
Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed
Circle the ones that come alive
Save them for the best of Jill Hives
[Chorus]
I don't know where you find your nerve
I don't know how you choose your words
Speak the ones that suit you worst
Keep you grounded, sad, and cursed
Circle the ones that come alive
Save them for the best of Jill Hives
[Outro]
Number one in all our souls
Trifle in the crystal bowl
Fill it up with nine to fives
Save them for the best of Jill Hives
Secret Star Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Met a man of energy, suppose it doesn't work
Lantern man, find an inoperative halo
Tossed inside a field in your crystal ball
Was he ostracized, injured, or a castaway?
In a playhouse, with hoops and hairpins?
[Break]
"Thank you, m'boy"
[Verse 2]
Grow alone, have to know your conjurer
A spinster kept checking for a special clock remover
But now we're out of time, secret star of heavenly bundles
Firmly confirmed yesterday
[Verse 3]
Send no more joy
No more light, no more danger
It will always come
It will always come
[Outro]
To wish for you to fall
To wish for you to burn
To wish for your return