| Song | Like Like the the the Death |
| Artist | Silver Jews |
| Album | American Water |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Berman | |
| Like like the the the death | |
| Air crickets air crickets air crickets air crickets air | |
| Mother and child with magazine | |
| Into a story, into a dream | |
| Why is there something instead of nothing? | |
| And how is the asking built into the hunting? | |
| Do you believe in MGM endings? | |
| Everybody's coming back to Christmas for Texas | |
| Folks who've watched their mother kill an animal know that their home is surrounded by places to go | |
| And the west has made a deal with the sun | |
| My life at home every day | |
| Drinking coke in a kitchen with a dog who doesn't know his name | |
| Oh, right, it could have been anyone | |
| Grass rabbits grass rabbits grass rabbits grass rabbits grass | |
| Nobody cares about a dead hooker | |
| Looking like one, standing for many | |
| Life finds a limit at the edge of our bodies | |
| A stranger begins wherever I see 'em | |
| Let's live where the indoors and the outdoors meet | |
| All the kids in the commonwealth are free | |
| Every morning you forgive me, every evening you relive me and the thing itself is what you give me | |
| And the morning has cut a deal with the east | |
| Like like the the the death | |
| Air crickets air crickets air crickets air crickets air |
| zuo ci : Berman | |
| Like like the the the death | |
| Air crickets air crickets air crickets air crickets air | |
| Mother and child with magazine | |
| Into a story, into a dream | |
| Why is there something instead of nothing? | |
| And how is the asking built into the hunting? | |
| Do you believe in MGM endings? | |
| Everybody' s coming back to Christmas for Texas | |
| Folks who' ve watched their mother kill an animal know that their home is surrounded by places to go | |
| And the west has made a deal with the sun | |
| My life at home every day | |
| Drinking coke in a kitchen with a dog who doesn' t know his name | |
| Oh, right, it could have been anyone | |
| Grass rabbits grass rabbits grass rabbits grass rabbits grass | |
| Nobody cares about a dead hooker | |
| Looking like one, standing for many | |
| Life finds a limit at the edge of our bodies | |
| A stranger begins wherever I see ' em | |
| Let' s live where the indoors and the outdoors meet | |
| All the kids in the commonwealth are free | |
| Every morning you forgive me, every evening you relive me and the thing itself is what you give me | |
| And the morning has cut a deal with the east | |
| Like like the the the death | |
| Air crickets air crickets air crickets air crickets air |
| zuò cí : Berman | |
| Like like the the the death | |
| Air crickets air crickets air crickets air crickets air | |
| Mother and child with magazine | |
| Into a story, into a dream | |
| Why is there something instead of nothing? | |
| And how is the asking built into the hunting? | |
| Do you believe in MGM endings? | |
| Everybody' s coming back to Christmas for Texas | |
| Folks who' ve watched their mother kill an animal know that their home is surrounded by places to go | |
| And the west has made a deal with the sun | |
| My life at home every day | |
| Drinking coke in a kitchen with a dog who doesn' t know his name | |
| Oh, right, it could have been anyone | |
| Grass rabbits grass rabbits grass rabbits grass rabbits grass | |
| Nobody cares about a dead hooker | |
| Looking like one, standing for many | |
| Life finds a limit at the edge of our bodies | |
| A stranger begins wherever I see ' em | |
| Let' s live where the indoors and the outdoors meet | |
| All the kids in the commonwealth are free | |
| Every morning you forgive me, every evening you relive me and the thing itself is what you give me | |
| And the morning has cut a deal with the east | |
| Like like the the the death | |
| Air crickets air crickets air crickets air crickets air |