Poor Places
Lyrics
It's my father's voice dreamin' of Sailors sailin' off in the mornin' For the air-conditioned rooms At the top of the stairsfull lyrics...
It's my father's voice dreamin' of Sailors sailin' off in the mornin' For the air-conditioned rooms At the top of the stairsfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
mellow rock instrumentationelectronica influences
punk influences
acoustic rhythm piano
major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
melodic songwriting
a dynamic male vocalist
acoustic rhythm guitars
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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They cried all over overseas For the air-conditioned rooms His fangs have been pulled Publishers: WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP, WORDS AMPERSAND MUSIC My fangs've been pulled And I really wanna see you tonight Songwriters: Jay Bennett, Jeffrey Scott Tweedy That you don't read anyway And I really wanna see you tonight And it makes no difference to me At the top of the stairs Sailors sailin' off in the mornin' It's hot in the poor places tonight My voice is climbing walls It makes no difference to me There's bourbon on the breath How they cried all over overseas He takes all his words from the books I'm not going outside Smoking and I want love I'm not going outside My jaw's been broken His fangs've been pulled It's my father's voice dreamin' of And I really wanna see you tonight In my backyard to show me love When it's hot in the poor places tonight Someone ties a bow His jaw's been broken His bandage is wrapped too tight My heart is wrapped in ice When it's hot in the poor places tonight I'm not going outside His jaw's been broken Of the singer you love so much I'm not going outside His bandage is wrapped too tight


