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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wilco
Wilco
Vocals
Jeff Tweedy
Jeff Tweedy
Vocals
John Stirratt
John Stirratt
Bass Guitar
Mikael Jorgensen
Mikael Jorgensen
Piano
Patrick Sansone
Patrick Sansone
Background Vocals
Glenn Kotche
Glenn Kotche
Drums
Nels Cline
Nels Cline
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeff Tweedy
Jeff Tweedy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wilco
Wilco
Producer
Chris Bellman
Chris Bellman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Gonna take a meteor shower Lay me out on the lawn With one detective's daughter Nth power, shine on Maybe my verses Ain't that free 'Cause there'll be no more poetry Taurus is a great big bull He hid my heart out in the woods The heavens move so slow But I'm quick and good And you don't have to be poor To hang with me 'Cause there'll be no more poetry There's a God-shaped hole Bleeding love up above And in my heart full of soul I just can't seem to get enough And you don't have to be poor To hang with me 'Cause there'll be no more poetry Cut it up, cut it up Fill it up, fill it up You don't have to see me To be free 'Cause there'll be no more poetry
Writer(s): Jeffrey Scot Tweedy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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