Apple Seeds Lyrics & Chords By Thurston Moore

I sing high, you sing low I swing by, and you're not home Oh, oh, O-detta won't you come home. I sing plain, you sing pretty. Everything you say sounds easy Oh, oh,...read more

Put this down for the record It's more or less uncheckered Wasted days and wasted nights Made me a fucking beggar No soul, my milk is curdled I'm the Bürgermeister of...read more

There was a time when you could find him Just by staring at the sky A perfect stranger out of nowhere Nothing to do, nothing to hide And he disappears today Where he goes he...read more

I don't care too much for this sentiment I was on the outside, inside the day We can find an easy way out. No you control the weather and I'll pay the rent We could be...read more

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