wilco - poor places (american aquarium) lyrics
[verse 1]
it’s my father’s voice trailing off
sailors sailing off in the morning, to fight the war
for the air+conditioned rooms
at the top of the stairs, at the head of the table
[chorus]
but it takes all the life out of me
when it’s hot in the poor places tonight
i’m not going outside
[verse 2]
there’s bourbon on the breath
of the singer you love so much, he doesn’t care
if he takes all his words from the books
that you don’t read anyway
for the air+conditioned rooms
at the top of the stairs, at the head of the table with a facе that never smiles
[chorus]
but it takеs all the breath out of me
when it’s hot in the poor places tonight
i’m not going outside
and i cried all over overseas
it takes all the breath out of me
when it’s hot in the poor places tonight
i’m not going outside
it’s hot in the poor places tonight
i’m not going outside
i’m not going outside
i’m not going outside
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