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Guided by Voices•Lanzado en 2003•Alternative Rock•United States

Canciones: 15

Duración: 45:23

Sello: Matador

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My Kind of Soldier

02:36

My Son, My Secretary, My Country

01:57

I’ll Replace You With Machines

02:49

She Goes Off at Night

02:03

Beat Your Wings

04:47

Useless Inventions

02:53

Dirty Water

03:27

The Best of Jill Hives

02:42

Dead Cloud

03:12

Mix Up the Satellites

03:23

Main Street Wizards

03:22

A Trophy Mule in Particular

02:19

Apology in Advance

02:32

Secret Star

04:42

Of Mites and Men

02:33

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Letra de My Son, My Secretary, My Country

[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!

Letra de Useless Inventions

[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

Getting tired of useless inventions

Letra de The Best of Jill Hives

[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

Letra de Secret Star

[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

[Outro]

To wish for you to fall

To wish for you to burn

To wish for your return