- ISRC:USEP41606005
- Recorded:2016 The Loft - Chicago, IL
- ©2016 dBpm Records, under exclusive license to Anti
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Wilco - Schmilco Nope
Lyrics
Oh I can’t say what qualifies as pain / So transfixed by the wavering flame / Mortal kings of each grade and grain erased / Oh I’m blessed • The slant may rain knows my door / Tambourines my floor in four / Laughs and shakes my folded face where Jesus mowed my lawn • Fame has legs, blazing chrome / Amputate but it’s never quite gone / Rakes in clover shown like snakes shine over rate my crime • Why kill a man when you can drive him crazy / Why make it end when my amusement always depends on the joke / Won’t you lend me my punchline • As a favor, can you be entertained so that / day I can savor whatever remains / Of hurricanes too rattled to romance massive plates of circumstances