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• Artiste: Wilco
• Titre: Ashes Of American Flags
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The cash machine is blue and green For a hundred in twenties and a small service fee I could spend three dollars and sixty-three cents On Diet Coca-Cola and unlit cigarettes I wonder why we listen to poets When nobody gives a fuck How hot and sorrowful This machine begs for luck All my lies are always wishes I know I would die if I could come back new I want a good life With a nose for things A fresh wind and bright sky To enjoy my suffering A hole without a key If I break my tongue Speaking of tomorrow How will it ever come? All my lies are always wishes I know I would die if I could come back new I'm down on my hands and knees Every time the doorbell rings I shake like a toothache When I hear myself sing All my lies are only wishes I know I would die if I could come back new I would like to salute The ashes of American flags And all the fallen leaves Filling up shopping bags