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I Want To Tell You About A Man

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

I want to tell you about a man. You won't find him on your mtv. He doesn't drop acid. He doesn't even read dick k. phillips. He's not a seminal member of new york's new wave scene.


I Feel Like The Mother Of The World

Artist: Smog
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Whether or not there is any type of god. I'm not supposed to say. And today. I don't really care. . God is a word. And the argument ends there. . Oh do I feel like the mother of the world.



I Could Drive Forever

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

To many lines has been broken. To many people have crumbled apart. In my hand. . I should have left a long time ago. The best idea I've ever had. . With every mile.


I Break Horses

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

Well, I rode out to the ocean. And the water looked like tarnished gold. I rode out on a broken horse. Who told me she'd never felt so old. She asked me if I'd feed her.


I Am Star Wars!

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

I am star wars today. I am no longer english grey.


Hole In The Heart

Artist: Smog
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Anyone who's ever had a hole in the heart. Knows how hard it is to start a new day. . Anyone who's ever had a hole in the heart. Knows how hard it is to start a new day.


Hit The Ground Running

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

I had to leave the country. Though there was some nice folk there. Now I dont know where Im going. All I know is Ill hit the ground running. . Only cowboys and southern gentlemen.


Held

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

For the first time in my life. I let myself be held. Like a big old baby. I surrender to your charity. . I lay back in the tall grass. And let the ants cover me.


Hangman Blues

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha. . Life's a joke. A waiting game now.. A juggling of vices. Tiny tiny vices. And they don't anchor me. To the ground. I know who the hangman is.


Goldfish Bowl

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

With all your health tips and your guilt trips. I can't even walk. You're watching me like a hawk. With all your guilt trips and your health tips. I can't eat at all.



Golden

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

Girl, what you give me is pure gold (x2). Girl, what you give me. Makes me feel like I'm four years old. It's out of control (x2). What you give me. Oh, it's pure gold.


Fruite Bats

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

A symphony of fruite bats. Wrapping on my window pane. I ask them so gently. To go away. Please go away. A symphony of fruite bats. Wrapping on my window pane.


Four Hearts In A Can

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

Four hearts in a can. Speeding through the countryside. And they're driving as fast as they can. Four hearts in a can. Speeding through the countryside.


Floating

Artist: Smog
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

Floating. Hear a name. From which planet. Do you beckon. I don't reckon. It could be too far from here. I'll bet you look like marc bolans girlfriend.


Finer Days

Artist: Smog
Year: 1997
Updated: 9 years ago

Granted passage. Into the finer days. How I got here. I do not know. And if it were all to disappear. I would not know how to return. . And all of my old friends.


Feather By Feather

Artist: Smog
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

You spent half of the morning. Just trying to wake up. Half the evening. Just trying to calm down. And you live for. The same things. A cloudburst seems rarer every time.


Ex - Con

Artist: Smog
Year: 1997
Updated: 9 years ago

Whenever I get dressed up. I feel like an ex-con. Trying to make good. . Jean jacket and tie. Feel like such a lie. When I go to your house. I feel like i'm.


Everything You Touch Becomes A Crutch

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

Have I said too much. Am I losing my touch.. I don't think we should touch.. You go with the other men. Me I beat myself to sleep. Maybe I should have just.


Easily Led

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

I am not easily led. Despite the head. I was just trying to cross the street with you. I was just a step devoted. . But I am not easily led. I'm suggestible at times, it's true.


Drunk On The Stars

Artist: Smog
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

I wasn't made for this. You tell yourself. As you button up your coat. Head down to the harbor. And standing on the dock. You're drunk on the stars and the sea air.


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