The Tragically Hip

Blow At High Dough

they shot a movie once, in my hometowneverybody was in it, from miles aroundout at the speedway, some kind of Elvis thingwell I ain’t no movie starbut I can get behind anythingyeah I can get behind anything get it out, get it all outyeah stretch that thingmake it last, make it lastat least until the

Bring It All Back

I’d been carving you To see what form you’d takeYou were hiding in ivoryI just wanted to free you shape Bringing me down, its too quiet to breatheWho wants to hear their heart beat? It’s gotta be hereIn your spider-web alphabetsDid I read it all wrong?Or have I just not gotten it yet? You got

Butts Wigglin’

The sweet sound of patent approvalcomin’ down in a not quite fogThe sweet sound of patent approvalcomin’ down in powdery sparksThe sweet sound of patent approvalcomin’ down with holiday concernThe sweet sound of patent approval comin’down in a world of hurt In my opinion the drug is ready The warm hand of abject approvalcomin’ down

I’m A Werewolf Baby

The moon comes up, I start to sweatcall the doctor, call the vetmy brain goes numb, my blood gets hotall I need is what you got I’m a werewolf, baby, and here I comeI’m a werewolf, baby, and here I come I lose control, I just can’t stopyou look so good like a big pork

Apartment Song

Illuminate the obviousit’s standing right here infront of uswhat our apartment doeswhen we’re not around does not concern us Simulate the obviousand it’s standing, standingright here in front of usjust what our apartment doeswhen we’re not arounddoes not concern us She’s the horrible estheteand she hates her ugly feetat a place where her friendsall meetshe

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