by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

Seventy days to cross the ocean Seventy nights where no one's gonna hear me fall Freddie Mercury, I've sometimes wished I'd never been born at all, that's right I remain un-photographed, yeah I don't

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

There's me then there's you And I could dance with the puck In a telephone booth You said, I don't give a fuck Besides enough about you And your, 'Evil's Banal' 'Cause as soon as Joni says, "Blue" Yo

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

Here's a glue guy, performance god A makeshift shrine, a newly lain sod Hardly even tryin', gives the nod I sure hope I'm not the type to dwell Hope I'm a fast healer, fast as hell Heaven is a better

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

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, for its more elusive aspects Being drawn along by it C

by The Tragically Hip on album Music @ Work

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 Trench I won't send you in a

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

When the drugs hit you Tingly begins Conviction plus tone equals hope Under the threat of separation The nadir's fluorescent The shriek of a gull Suspended in air The sound of the sea Anywhere, anywh

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

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 @ work My music @ work Avoid trends and cliches Don't try to be up to d

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

"Why is the world so creepy?", she asked After a car full of haircuts drove past A backseat full of the boys I told her that, It isn't That, that it's exquisite But like love, it has it's barbarous t

by The Tragically Hip on album Trouble At The Henhouse

It might be late But it won't be early You got me to the gate With time for a coffee It's gettin' late Sounds like a departure It's gettin' close Sounds to me like a departure Until we mee

by The Tragically Hip on album In Violet Light

Use it up, use it all up Don't save a thing for later, yeah If there's music out there laying in wait To pounce and drain every ounce If you wait or hesitate, yeah Music that'll help you be tou

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

Is it a mean streak, you'd swear, you'd swear? We never seen a stranger 'round here Is it the way the dust clings to the air But you'd swear, you'd swear Is it a mean streak, a desolation sound? A co

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

In the ulcerating silence, perspective comes The way it always does, for it's ransom So randomly, somebody calls The phone rings and it brings Niagara Falls At 3 o'clock in the morning You'd better b

by The Tragically Hip on album Music @ Work

As I wind down the pines It's the lines on your face Playing on your face Without thinking so much As abandoning thought I went through open country Over water, meadows, streams Lakes and w

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

Your smile is fading a bit, so I ration it Don't think about it Here where the Mississippi quits Where it's still got a bit of Minnesota in it No one will give you a thing these days They'd rather ki

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

It's only human to want To inhabit every feeling you've got And more often than not Let's take it to the nth degree Here he goes Gimmie ten bucks and a head start Here's where he goes The puzzle's pu

by The Tragically Hip on album Music @ Work

Older, you're haunted, you're ahead of your time Corners of acres of blocks of straight lines Blurringly, hourly we cross some great divides Some heritage moments and some melodious minds A voice

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

Got a window-washer's head for an unmakeable bed For loneliness the past is no place to Rest your weary arms 'cept at sevens at your sides Your face a campaign debt, reflected sky You die to your fans

by The Tragically Hip on album Miscellaneous

You do the combat math, I'm the war artist You can't take your shots back, I have to watch them miss The basketball rim shook like a tambourine Not an unlikely event in a game that means nothing In a

by The Tragically Hip on album Trouble At The Henhouse

There's a cannon shooting coconut cream 40 gallons in a steady stream There's a cannon shooting coconut cream 40 gallons in a steady stream It's wing music to a happy cat He likes his butterflies slo

by The Tragically Hip on album Music @ Work

You lured me with your diamond flower You lured me with talk of still more talk You lured me with caramelizing power You lured me a lot Clearly lifeless bare feet And dogs just trained to sniff