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Static (Lyric) by wilco On a pub-crawl;
Saturday night in a downtown fugue
and if we died tonight,
we wouldnât be the only clichés
on the six oâ clock news.
And the best radio station in town
is nothing but static
And the heartbreaking hum of the road
is soft and erratic.
We all explode
like ashes out the window
of a matchbox car.
Take it easy;
if the cigarettes burn the exits
then weâll all be brave
and fan the flames with new diseases
until we change our habits.
But I donât believe in instinct, God
Iâm just a selfish fuck
with a foreign concept in my mind,
itâs a firing squad.
We all explode
like ashes out the window
of a matchbox car.
And the best radio station in town
is nothing but static
And the heartbreaking hum of the road
is soft and erratic.
Up the ladder:
Psalm of Wonder
Down the ladder:
ode to summer dreams
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Posted: December 13, 2005 6:16 PM PST; Last modified: December 13, 2005 6:16 PM PSTWeighted score: 6.2777777 Overall Rank: 905 The following users have marked this poem on their favorites list:
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wilco @ 24.92.74.122
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13-Dec-05/6:16 PM
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I'd like to get suggestions on the 4th verse..I don't particularly like it as is.
The cigarettes will not likely burn the exits, unless you mean they will burn exits (leave out the "the"). Isn't it too late after exits are burned to change our habits? Maybe, "because we never changed our habits."
Hmm. 4th stanza did jump out as jerky before noticing your comment, but I don't know how to be helpful. I'm really not understanding what's going on.
It's kind of obscure, I know...that's the direction I'm going with my writing right now...just more fun, I think
I'm working on the 4th verse...I'll repost this when I get that completely worked out. I'm working on writing my bands debut album and I'm trying to see what works best as lyrics and then use what works the best putting it to music.
I seem to enjoy everything you write. Another10.
How'd the ashes get into the matchbox car?
This makes me salivate it's so good. I'd like to point out what I really like about this, but it would be every single line. I try very hard not to give out 10s, but this is perfect.
"And the best radio station in town is nothing but static And the heartbreaking hum of the road is soft and erratic." -genius. 281 view(s)
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