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Skip Tracer
1,348
Rock
Skip Tracer was released on September 26, 1995 by Geffen as a part of the album Washing Machine
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Release DateSeptember 26, 1995
LabelGeffen
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sonic Youth
Sonic Youth
Performer
Kim Gordon
Kim Gordon
Bass
Lee Ranaldo
Lee Ranaldo
Guitar, Vocals
Thurston Moore
Thurston Moore
Guitar
Steve Shelley
Steve Shelley
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kim Gordon
Kim Gordon
Songwriter, Composer
Lee Ranaldo
Lee Ranaldo
Songwriter, Composer
Thurston Moore
Thurston Moore
Songwriter, Composer
Steve Shelley
Steve Shelley
Songwriter, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sonic Youth
Sonic Youth
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
John Siket
John Siket
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer, Producer
Doug Easley
Doug Easley
Additional Engineer
Davis McCain
Davis McCain
Additional Engineer
Phil Painson
Phil Painson
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

This she did in public for us to see
She came in here too drunk to do the show
Between the trains and cars, broken glass and lost hubcaps, images of a gun
Row house, row house pass through, let the city rise up to fill the screen
Clothes flung out of closets, doorknobs falling off
The guitar guy played real good feedback, and super sounding riffs
With his mild-mannered look on, yeah he was truly hip
The girl started out in red patent leather
Very, I'm in a band with knee pads
We watch her fall over and lay down
Shouting the poetic truths of high school journal keepers
Row house, row house pass through, let the city rise up
Twister, dust buster, hospital bed
I'll see you, see you, see you on the highway
Now we're told so merge ideas, of song forms and freedom
Miss seafood, miss cheesecake, a couple of miss donuts
The edge of a blade pressed to the throat of your reflected image
Poised, yet totally screwed up
Yes sir, yes sir, step right up
None of us know where we're trying to get to
What sort of live where we trying to build?
Now we're told so merge ideas, of song forms and freedom
Seasons out of life, nothing is out of reach
L.A. is more confusing now, than anywhere I've ever been to
I'm from New York City, breath it out and let it in
Where are you now?
When your broken eyes are closed
Head in a cloudy dream, green and sailboats
Borrowed and never returned
Emotions, books, outlooks on life
Hello, 2015!
Hello, 2015!
Written by: Kim Gordon, Lee Ranaldo, Steve Shelley, Thurston Moore
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