by The Tragically Hip on album Day For Night

I can't imagine how you feel And this is how you feel You say your name Like you're no longer convinced But now they're strapping you in And closing the lid And they're dropping you in What's

by The Tragically Hip on album Music @ Work

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 together and even when we're apart I'll tell you a story about the Lake Fever Or

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

Titillations been replaced, by interstate brick face and coffee mate And by a list of phone calls, you'll like to make Where you could sit on the edge of your bed And you could stare into your own sho

by The Tragically Hip on album Fully Completely

Cold wind blowing over your private parts I know a lack you've got Makes a strong case for art Billboard breasts, they don't have a face I know that fact you've got No girl could ever trace

by The Tragically Hip on album Fully Completely

Richard talks too slow He'd get interrupted long before Always loved that guy He's not on TV anymore To get out before He had the wherewithal To get out before He had the wherewithal You'v

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

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 to become of us With a painted restraint, I don't move a m

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

When the summer is young And nobody has their prices No one is no one And nobody in a crisis There's no swimming past the drop-off Or feeling sorry for yourself You don't go swimming past the drop-of

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

Me debunk an American myth? And take my life in my hands? Where the great plains begin At the hundredth meridian At the hundredth meridian Where the great plains begin Driving down a corduroy road W

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

You are everywhere, within and without Where it don't matter what we used to do now Where I feed my people when I get behind the plow When I write the tiger hanging on by his eyebrows Somehow where t

by The Tragically Hip on album Up To Here

He was a coal miner in the spring Blinded with it's dusty resolutions Broke his back for higher contributions Now he'd take anything Well, she was 1970 Burning like a cigarette long season Hei

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

There's a still in the night, a tuneless moonlight Just the, I need you and here's whys Snoring Gords and Cheryls, there's a heron outside Inviolate light, there's an urge to go A shadow, a heightened

by The Tragically Hip on album We Are The Same

Win Toronto, yelled the queen of the Furrows This is how we farm, hens cluck and roosters crow You are my heart, staring down from the bureau To be apart, is that why you have to go? To conversation

by The Tragically Hip on album Day For Night

He said I'm fabulously rich Come on just let's go She kinda bit her lip Geez, I don't know But I can guarantee There'll be no knock on the door I'm total pro That's what I'm here for I com

by The Tragically Hip on album Music @ Work

I was first attracted by your scent Your heart must be a caramelized onion By the time I saw your flame It was all over for you and wash is name I think it was Algonquin Park It was so cold and

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

So the chemistry's set And I'm not the saddest cheerleader to forget the American word For the gang in the head, dwindles 'til no members when The mystery's met, the sky looks threatened Heading home

by The Tragically Hip on album Music @ Work

This is Tiger the Lion, gimme the Knuckles of Frisco If there's danger in the language, gentlemen I suggest no further use of the two-way radio John Cage had come to feel that art in our time Wa

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

Do you mean the attack is routine? A bird asked of a bird In this context, a concave nest How do we learn to hurt? Do you mean there's no variation? Watching a dog charge a flock Of birds exploding i

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

I've been carving you to see what form you'd take You were hiding in ivory, I just wanted to free your shape Bringing it down, it's too quiet to breathe Who wants to hear their heartbeat? Oh it's got

by The Tragically Hip on album Day For Night

I want a book that'll make me drunk Full of freaks and disenfranchised punks No amount of hate, no load of junk No bag or words, no costume trunk Could make me feel the same way An inch an hour

by The Tragically Hip on album Trouble At The Henhouse

The beautiful lull, the dangerous tug We get to feel small from high up above And after a glimpse over the top The rest of the world becomes a giftshop The pendulum swings for the horse like a man Ou