Guided by Voices – The Finest Joke Is upon Us Lyrics
Artist: Guided by Voices
Song: The Finest Joke Is upon Us
Mother, feeling your hand I
Believe you and I did then
And mother, release every bad seed
The geese are leaving the trees
Exposed to winter’s cold
They waited too long
But we too exaggerated
And I take the cake away
It’s a long song
And I can play it so
Give me a pick now collector of bones
Words of smoke
Distorted, never broken
Paradise is open but I choke
One of these days when I see through the smoke
That’ll be the day I get the joke
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From the album:
Under The Bushes Under The Stars (Bonus Tracks)
Release Year: 2010