Can't Stand It
The way things go
You get so low
Struggle to find your skin
Hey ho
Look out below
Your prayers will never be answered again
Phones still ring
And singers sing
Speakers are speaking in code
What now
Well anyhow
Our prayers will never be answered again
You know it's all beginning
To feel like it's ending
No love's as random
As God's love
I can't stand it
The way things get
You get so high
Funny how we make new friends
Hey ho
I gotta go
Our prayers will never be answered again
You know it's all beginning
To feel like it's ending
No love's as random
As God's love
I can't stand it
Speakers speaking
Speakers speaking
Speaking in code
You know it's all beginning
To feel like pretending
No love's as random
As my love
I can't stand it
Your prayers will never be answered again
Your prayers will never be answered again
Your prayers will never be answered again
Your prayers will never be answered again
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, electric guitar, backing vocals
Jay Bennett – piano, keyboards
John Stirratt – bass
Ken Coomer – drums
She's a Jar
She's a jar
With a heavy lid
My pop quiz kid
A sleepy kisser
A pretty war
With feelings hid
She begs me not to miss her
She says forever
To light a fuse
We could use
A hand full of wheel
And a day off
On a bruised road
However you might feel
Tonight is real
When I forget how to talk I sing
Won't you please
Bring that flash to shine
And turn my eyes red
Unless they close
When you click
And my face gets sick
Stuck
Like a question unposed
Just climb aboard
The tracks of a train's arm
In my fragile family tree
And watch me floating inches above
The people underneath
Please beware the quiet front yard
I warned you
Before there were water skies
I warned you not to drive
Dry your eyes you poor devil
Are there really ones like these
The ones I dream
Float like leaves
And freeze to spread skeleton wings
I passed through before I knew you
I believe it's just because
Daddy's payday is not enough
Oh I believe it's all because
Daddy's payday is not enough
Just climb aboard
The tracks of a train's arm
In my fragile family tree
And watch me floating inches above
The people under me
She's a jar
With a heavy lid
My pop quiz kid
A sleepy kisser
A pretty war
With feelings hid
She begs me not to hit her
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar, harmonica, backing vocals
Jay Bennett – electric guitar, keyboards, tambourine, backing vocals
John Stirratt – bass
Ken Coomer – drums
A Shot in the Arm
The ashtray says
You were up all night
When you went to bed
With your darkest mind
Your pillow wept
And covered your eyes
You finally slept
While the sun caught fire
You've changed
We fell in love
In the key of C
We walked along
Down by the sea
You followed me down
The neck to D
And fell again
Into the sea
You changed
Oh, you've changed
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm
Something in my veins
Bloodier than blood
Bloodier than blood
Bloodier than blood
Bloodier than blood
The ashtray says
You were up all night
When you went to bed
With your darkest mind
You changed
You've changed
What you once were isn't what
You want to be any more
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic and 12-string guitars, synthesizers
Jay Bennett – lap steel, piano, keyboards, synthesizers, drums
John Stirratt – bass
Ken Coomer – timpani
We're Just Friends
Over and over and over again
You say that we're just friends
Forget the implications
Infatuations end
If love's so easy, why is it hard
I can't imagine ever being apart
I'll come back to you
It'll be brand new
But I promise
We're just friends
Over and over and over again
I try to make amends
For everything I've done wrong
My whole world just spins
Make some coffee, hold me up
Try and talk me out of giving up
I'll come back to you
It'll be brand new
But I promise
We're just friends
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals
Jay Bennett – piano, Farfisa, bass drum, backing vocals
John Stirratt – backing vocals
I'm Always In Love
Why, I wonder is my heart full of holes
And the feeling goes but my hair keeps growing
Will I set the sun
On a big-wheeled wagon
I'm bragging
I'm always in love
When I let go of your throat, sweet throttle
When I clean the lash of your black-belt model
Will I catch the moon
Like a bird in a cage
It's for you I swoon
I'm always in love
I don't get the connection
If this is only a test
I hope I do my best
You know I won't forget
When I fold the cold in my jet-lag palm
When I soak so long I forget my mother
Will I set the sun
On a big-wheeled wagon
I'm bragging
I'm always in love
It's a drag I snag
I'm always in love
I'm worried
I'm always in love
I'm worried
I'm worried
I'm always in love
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, baritone guitar
Jay Bennett – bass, piano, keyboards, drums, backing vocals
John Stirratt – piano, backing vocals
Ken Coomer – drums
Nothing'severgonnastandinmyway(again)
We'll find a way regardless
To make some sense out of this mess
Well it's a test but I believe
A kiss is all we need
All the above for being in love
Shouldn't that alone be enough
Oh it's tough when love's a weed
It grows inside of me
Nothing's ever gonna stand in my
Nothing's ever gonna stand in my
Nothing's ever gonna stand in my way again
Waste the days, waste the nights
Try to downplay being uptight
Oh you're right but I believe
A kiss is all we need
Nothing's ever gonna stand in my
Nothing's ever gonna stand in my
Nothing's ever gonna stand in my way again
A watch that ticks is
Wrapped around my wrist, oh no
I'm a bomb regardless, oh
I'm a bomb regardless, oh
I'm a bomb regardless, oh
I'm a bomb regardless, oh
We'll find a way
We'll find a way
We'll find a way
Nothing's ever gonna stand in our way
Nothing's ever gonna stand in our way
Nothing's ever gonna stand in our way again
Nothing's ever gonna stand in our way
Nothing's ever gonna stand in our way
Nothing's ever gonna stand in our way again
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar, claps
Jay Bennett – acoustic, baritone, and e-bow guitars, piano, keyboards,
tambourine, backing vocals, claps John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals
Ken Coomer – drums
Pieholden suite
There's a whisper
I’d like to breathe
Into your ear
But I'm too scared
To get that close
To you right now
There are dreams
We might have shared
And I still care
And I still love you
But you know how I've been untrue
In the beginning
We closed our eyes
Whenever we kissed
We were surprised
To find so much inside
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar, bass, tambourine
Jay Bennett – banjo, piano, keyboards, synthesizers, tambourine, backing vocals
John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals
Ken Coomer – drums
Dave Crawford – trumpet
How to Fight Loneliness
How to fight loneliness
Smile all the time
Shine you teeth 'til meaningless
Sharpen them with lies
And whatever's going down
Will follow you around
That's how you fight loneliness
You laugh at every joke
Drag your blanket blindly
Fill your heart with smoke
And the first thing that you want
Will be the last thing you ever need
That's how you fight it
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar
Jay Bennett – piano, keyboards, backing vocals
John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals
Ken Coomer – drums
Via Chicago
I dreamed about killing you again last night
And it felt alright to me
Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies
I sat and watched you bleed
Buried you alive in a fireworks display
Raining down on me
Your cold, hot blood ran away from me
To the sea
I printed my name on the back of a leaf
And I watched it float away
The hope I had in a notebook full of white, dry pages
Was all I tried to save
But the wind blew me back via Chicago
In the middle of the night
And all without fight
At the crush of veils and starlight
I know I'll make it back
One of these days and turn on your TV
To watch a man with a face like mine
Being chased down a busy street
When he gets caught I won't get up
And I won't go to sleep
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Via Chicago
Where the cups are cracked and hooked
Above the sink
They make me think
Crumbling ladder tears don't fall
They shine down your shoulders
Crawling is screw faster lash
I blow it with kisses
Rest my head on a pillowy star
And a cracked door moon
Says I haven't gone too far
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Via Chicago
Searching for a home
Searching for a home
Via Chicago
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, electric and acoustic guitars, synthesizers
Jay Bennett – banjo, piano, organ, moog, tambourine
John Stirratt – bass
Ken Coomer – drums
ELT
I should've been listening
To every word you said
Oh, what have I been missing
Wishing wishing that you were dead
I didn't mean to be so disturbing
So far from home
Oh, what have I been learning
By being all alone
Every little thing
Every little thing
Every little thing
Just tears you apart
When we were younger
Sleep while I'm awake
I was trying to keep the door locked
I realize
That's a mistake
Every little thing
Every little thing
Every little thing
Is gonna tear you apart
Every little thing that you do
Seems so much better than I could do
Oh, I should've been listening
To every word you said
Every little thing
Every little thing
Every little thing
Is gonna tear you apart
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, backing vocals
Jay Bennett – electric guitars, piano, keyboards, synthesizers, tambourine, backing vocals
John Stirratt – bass
Ken Coomer – drums
My Darling
Go back to sleep now
My darlin’
And I'll keep all the bad dreams away
Breathe now
Think sweet things
And I'll think of all the right words to say
Because we made you
My darlin’
With the love in each of our hearts
We were a family my darlin’
Right from the start
Grow up now
My darlin’
Please don't you grow up too fast
And be sure, darlin’
To make all the good times last
Because we made you
My darlin’
With the love in each of our hearts
We were a family, my darlin’
Right from the start
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar, backing vocals
Jay Bennett – acoustic, baritone, e-bow, and electric guitars, slide bass,
piano, keyboards, tambourine, claps, backing vocals
John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals
Ken Coomer – drums
Mark Greenberg – vibes
When You Wake Up Feeling Old
When you wake up
Feelin' old
At this piano filled with souls
Some strange purse
Stuffed nervous with gold
Can you be where you want to be
Walk down any street
You can find
Look at any clock
Telling time
Sing some strange verse
From some strange song of vines
And you'll be where you want to be
I know I can't sing
’Till she brings the song to life
And I blend with kings
I would never change a thing
Who knows anything
I don't know
There are so many things
I must leave alone
Some strange person is calling you their home
Can you be where you want to be
Can you be where you want to be
Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar, toy harp
Jay Bennett – keyboards, tiple, backing vocals
John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals
Ken Coomer – drums
Leroy Bach – piano
Summerteeth
Like a cloud
His fingers explode
On the typewriter ribbon
The shadow grows
His heart's in a bowl behind the bank
And every evening when he gets home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries
While his shoes get cold
It's just a dream he keeps having
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
One summer a suicide
Another autumn a traveler's guide
He hits snooze twice before he dies
And every evening when he gets home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries
While his shoes get cold
It's just a dream he keeps having
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
It's just a dream he keeps having
He feels lucky to have you here
In his kitchen, in your chair
Sometimes he forgets that you're even there
It's just a dream he keeps having
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
It's just a dream he keeps having
It's just a dream
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar
Jay Bennett – electric guitar, lap steel, piano, keyboards, bells, backing vocals
John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals
Ken Coomer – drums
