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She's A Jar by Wilco (Cover)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Jay Bennett
Jay Bennett
Chœurs
Jeff Tweedy
Jeff Tweedy
Chant
John Stirratt
John Stirratt
Basse
Ken Coomer
Ken Coomer
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jeff Tweedy
Jeff Tweedy
Paroles/Composition
Jay W. Bennett
Jay W. Bennett
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Wilco
Wilco
Production
Mike Scotella
Mike Scotella
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Dave Trumfio
Dave Trumfio
Ingénierie
Larry Greenhill
Larry Greenhill
Ingénierie
Mike Hagler
Mike Hagler
Ingénierie
Mitch Easter
Mitch Easter
Ingénierie
Russ Long
Russ Long
Ingénierie
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jim Scott
Jim Scott
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Grainger
Chris Grainger
Ingénierie
Jonathan Parker
Jonathan Parker
Équipe technique de prise de son
Steve Chadie
Steve Chadie
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

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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