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I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids
The world is your oyster
And the trash bags are your kids
The ceiling is invisible
There's a bird sinking through the sky
And every hour that passes
It's teaching me how to cry
Cos it's lonely here
In the ugly part of town
The buildings are all vacant
And the telephones are down

There's a police siren singing
Like a tiger with no skin
The sewer drain is glowing
And I don't know what state I'm in
And the river is on fire
There's chemicals and debris
And all the roads are blocked off
Cos it's just too hard to see
So cancel my appointments
And set up a whole new show
Cos I'm in need of a good hot meal
And a life to call my own

So get me a plate of money
And get me a blanket and a chair
The limitations are limitless
They're floating through the air
Cos it's real and it's true
The things I see in you
And there's nothing I wouldn't talk about
You're the clearest dream that ever drifted by

APPEARS ON:
One Foot In The Grave

YEAR RELEASED:
1994

LENGTH:
3:05

WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen

PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
Calvin Johnson

STUDIO:
Dub Narcotic Studios

PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica

Sam Jayne
Background Vocals

Scott Plouf
Drums

I wake up and look upon your painted eyelid
The world is your oyster honey
And the trash bags are your kids
And the ceiling is invisible
There's a bird sinking through the sky
I'm all alone again my dear
Life is teaching you how to die
It's lonely here
In the ugly part of town
The buildings are all vacant
And the telephones wires are down

And there's a police siren singing
Like a tiger with no skin
The sewer drain's glowing
And I don't know what time it is
So cancel my appointments
Set up a whole new show
I'm in need of a good hot thing
And I don't even know what to know
Cos I'm in love
With a stupid wicked sound
Don't need no connections
It's connected down to the ground

So get me a plate of whiskey
Get me a blanket and a chair
The limitations are limitless
They're floating through the air
And everything out there
Is coming back in here
They beautify the atmosphere
To bring me another beer
It's real and it's true
The things I see in you
And there's nothing I wouldn't talk about
You're the clearest dream that ever drifted by

APPEARS ON:
Free Things Are Cool
KAOS: 1994-01-26

DATE RECORDED:
January 26th 1994

LENGTH:
2:50

WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen

STUDIO:
KAOS

PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica

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