Jesus, Etc. Lyrics - Yankee Hotel Foxtrot - Wilco

Jesus, don't cry 

You can rely on me honey 

You can combine anything You want 

I'll be around 

You were right about the stars 

Each one is a setting sun 

Tall buildings shake 

Voices escape singing sad sad songs 

Tuned to chords strung down Your cheeks 

Bitter melodies turning Your orbit around 

Don't cry 

You can rely on me honey 

You can come by any time You want 

I'll be around 

You were right about the stars 

Each one is a setting sun 

Tall buildings shake 

Voices escape singing sad sad songs 

Tuned to chords strung down Your cheeks 

Bitter melodies turning Your orbit around 

Voices whine, skyscrapers are scraping 

Your gravelly voice is smoking last cigarettes 

Are all You can get, turning Your orbit around 

Our love, our love 

Our love is all we have 

Our love 

Our love is all of God's money 

Everyone is a burning sun 

Tall buildings shake 

Voices escape singing sad sad songs 

Tuned to chords strung down Your cheeks 

Bitter melodies turning Your orbit around 

Voices whine, skyscrapers are scraping 

Your gravelly voice is smoking 

Last cigarettes are all You can get 

Turning Your orbit around 

Last cigarettes are all You can get 

Turning Your orbit around 

Last cigarettes are all You can get 

Turning Your orbit around