| Pavement- Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain |
| 1.Silence kit Silent kit no one to remind you You've got no head no reels to remind you Silent kit don't take your pawnshop home on the road Godamn you Silent kit don't lose your graceful tone This is the city I love This is the city I call home It's time that we went Come on now Talk about your family Your sisters cursed your father's old and damned yeah Silent kit don't listen to your grandmother's advice about Russia Silent Kit don't listen to the rain Hand me the drumstick Damn kick Blue cardboard tatoo nothing but you Go to the spotlight Ex-pussy feel sight warm inside til I thought I was laying my girl Chewin' Screwin' My-self with my hand 2.Elevate me later We'll greet the tokens and stamps underneath the fake oil burning lamps In the city we forgot to name the concourse is aborial shame and the courthouse is double breast I'd like to check out your public protest Why you complaining stop You sleep with electric guitars, range rovin' with the cinema stars and I wouldn't wanna shake their hands Cuz they're in such a high protein land Cuz there's forty different shades of black so many fortresses and ways to attack so why you complaining stop |