Status

A Murder of Crows song

Written By

Elliott Smith
Garrick Duckler

Recording Sessions

June-August 1988 (Plastic Cactus Studio, Portland, OR - A Murder of Crows - The Greenhouse) - unofficially circulating

Availability of Official Release

N/A

Lyrics

Do you think if I was dead, I’d give up trying? Caught in the wake of almost crying.
And I thought that you had a lot of nerve but you don’t feel that much.
Sessions of confessions and a body for a crutch.
I’ll tell you something. If you want to know something.
Somewhere out there is a dutchman’s smoke and a dial tone warning

Coraliza
You’re up all night with a bottle full of rum
I’m asleep in my room with my momentum

did you hear what i said when you turned your shoulder?
a whistle you hear, playing dead, you could roll over 
you dry out your hair and you flush through your eyes
pictures of your man, and paranoid crimes
the little i can do i don’t know how
[whip the other and sock it, get us into a row]
all the prince’s lovers couldn’t fit the slipper
even the one worn by your mother, coraliza

You’re up all night with a bottle full of rum
I’m asleep in my room with my momentum
I’m not one of your older men
Coraliza
I’m asleep again
I’m not one of your older men
Coraliza

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