Tên đầy đủ: The Tragically Hip
Whether laying down yourself beside it Or slipping into its cool and rushing effects Or drifting on it to where it broadens Your admiration for......
Here we are, now where are we? It's like nothing I've ever seen We got hoarse-throated hucksters whispered gimmicks Rubbernecking the curious cynics And headlong-walkers,......
Puffy lips glistening skin And everything comes rushing in We don't go to hell memories of us do I get a sense of connectedness Exclusive......
It might be late but it won't be early you got me to the gate with time for a coffee it's getting late sounds like......
Does you mother tell you things? Long, long when I'm gone? Who you talking to? Is she telling you I'm the one? It's a grave......
Everything is bleak. It's the middle of the night. You're all alone and the dummies might be right. You feel like a jerk. My music......
he bought two-fifths of lead free gasoline said, the bottle is dusty, but my engine is clean he bought a nice blue suit with the......
I wrote unfriendly things, truly cruel, on the day that you were born to prove that words cannot touch beauty but I was torn I......
Sharks don't attack the Irish, it's mostly Australians. There's nothing accomplished by these splashing citizens. from the Moon down to the surface of the Mariana's......
interesting and sophisticated refusing to be celebrated it's a monumental big screen kiss it's so deep it's meaningless one day you'll just up and quit......
I had this dream where I relished the fray and the screaming filled my head all day. It was as though I had been spit......
The moon comes up, I start to sweat call the doctor, call the vet my brain goes numb, my blood gets hot all I need......
We can take a bit of a breather. We can skip to the practical part. We can skip to the Time of Neither, when we're......
It gets so sticky down here Better butter your cue-finger up It's the start of another new year Better call the newspaper up 2.50 for......
Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby Right now I feel invisible to you, like I'm not real Didn't you feel me......
ourbon blues on the street, loose and complete under skies all smoky blue-green I can't forsake a Dixie dead-shake so we danced the sidewalk clean......
It was handsome at the auction, oh but when we got it home, it grew into something we could no longer contain Where's our pigeon......
The man 'cross the street he don't move a muscle Though he's all covered in dust When constitutions of granite can't save the planet What's......
Me and the vivid girl in our hammock to the stars staring into the fire before TV, the remote-control's on Mars In the dope of......
Instructions from the manual could not have been much more plain the blues are still required the blues are still required again past territorial piss-posts......