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Lyrics for The Finest Joke Is Upon Us by Guided By Voices:
| | | Artist: | Guided By Voices |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Track: | The Finest Joke Is Upon Us | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 80 | | | | Lyrics: | Mother, feeling your hand I
Believe you and I did then
And mother, release every bad seed
The geese are leaving the trees
Exposed to winter's cold
They waited too long
But we too exaggerated
And I take the cake away
It's a long song
And I can play it so
Give me a pick now collector of bones
Words of smoke
Distorted, never broken
Paradise is open but I choke
One of these days when I see through the smoke
That'll be the day I get the joke
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