Poor Places Lyrics by Wilco

Poor Places Lyrics

    It's my father's voice dreaming of
    Sailors sailing off in the morning
    for the air-conditioned rooms
    at the top of the stairs

    His jaw's been broken
    his bandage is wrapped too tight
    his fangs have been pulled
    and i really want to see you tonight

    There's Bourbon on the breath
    of the singer you love so much
    He takes all his words from the books
    that you don't read anyway

    His jaw's been broken
    his bandage is wrapped too tight
    My fangs have been pulled
    and I really want to see you tonight

    Someone ties a bow
    in my backyard to show me love
    My voice is climbing walls
    smoking and i want love

    My jaw's been broken
    My heart is wrapped in ice
    My fangs have been pulled
    and i really want to see you tonight

    And it makes no difference to me
    how they cried all over overseas
    It's hot in the poor places tonight
    I'm not going outside

    They cried all over overseas
    It makes no difference to me
    It's hot in the poor places tonight
    I'm not going outside

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