Video Musik
Lagu Serupa
Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Weston
Bass
Steve Albini
Guitar
Todd Trainer
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shellac
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bill Skibbe
Tape Operator
Greg Norman
Tape Operator
Lirik
This is a sad fuckin' song
We'll be lucky if I don't bust out crying
How does it feel?
Your night light, your curling iron
Lit up by the sweat of others,
For many's the day
But not from November to May
The floor is littered
With woodchips and apple cores
And hulls (holes, husks?) of acorns
There is a chattering sound
Because they were squirrels; real squirrels.
(And there were thousands)
This isn't some kind of metaphor,
Goddamn, this is real *David Woodhhead
Writer(s): Steven Frank Albini, Robert Spurr Weston, Todd Standford Trainer
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