Ashes Of American Flags lyrics
Song information
Artist: Wilco Album: Kicking Television: Live In Chicago
Lyrics
The cash machine is blue and green For a hundred in twenties and a small service fee I could spend three dollars and sixty-three cents On diet coca-cola and unlit cigarettes I wonder why we listen to poets when nobody gives a fuck How hot and sorrowful, this machine begs for luck
All my lies are always wishes I know I would die if I could come back new
I want a good life with a nose for things The fresh wind and bright sky to enjoy my suffering A hole without a key if I break my tongue Oh, speaking of tomorrow, how will it ever come?
All my lies are always wishes I know I would die if I could come back new
I'm down on my hands and knees Every time a doorbell rings I shake like a toothache When I hear myself sing
All my lies are only wishes I know I would die if I could come back new
I would like to salute The ashes of american flags And all the fallen leaves Filling up shopping bags
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Kicking Television: Live In Chicago" album track list
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