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Wilco (Remix)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Bennett
Jay Bennett
Background Vocals
Jeff Tweedy
Jeff Tweedy
Vocals
John Stirratt
John Stirratt
Bass Guitar
Ken Coomer
Ken Coomer
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeff Tweedy
Jeff Tweedy
Songwriter
Jay W. Bennett
Jay W. Bennett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wilco
Wilco
Producer
Mike Scotella
Mike Scotella
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dave Trumfio
Dave Trumfio
Engineer
Larry Greenhill
Larry Greenhill
Engineer
Mike Hagler
Mike Hagler
Engineer
Mitch Easter
Mitch Easter
Engineer
Russ Long
Russ Long
Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Jim Scott
Jim Scott
Mixing Engineer
Chris Grainger
Chris Grainger
Engineer
Jonathan Parker
Jonathan Parker
Recording Technician
Steve Chadie
Steve Chadie
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

She's a jar with a heavy lid My pop quiz kid, a sleepy kisser A pretty war with feelings hid She begs me not to miss her She says forever to light a fuse We could use a handful of wheel And a day off, and a bruised road However you might feel Tonight is real When I forget how to talk, I sing Won't you please bring that flash to shine? And turn my eyes red unless they close When you click and my face gets sick Stuck, like a question unposed Just climb aboard The tracks of a train's arm In my fragile family tree And watch me floating inches above The people under me Please, beware the quiet front yard I warned you before there were water skies I warned you not to drive Dry your eyes, you poor devil Are there really ones like these? The ones I dream float like leaves And freeze to spread skeleton wings I passed through before I knew you I believe it's just because Daddy's payday is not enough Oh, I believe it's all because Daddy's payday is not enough Just climb aboard The tracks of a train's arm In my fragile family tree And watch me floating inches above The people under me She's a jar with a heavy lid My pop quiz kid, a sleepy kisser A pretty war with feelings hid You know she begs me not to hit her
Writer(s): Jeff Tweedy, Jay Bennett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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