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Neko Case - The Worse Things Get, The Harder I Fight, The Harder I Fight, The More I Love You (Deluxe Edition) City Swans

Contributors

  • ISRC:USEP41308008
  • Recorded:2013 Wavelab - Tucson, AZ
  •  ©2013 Neko Case, Under exclusive license to Anti, Inc.
  • Electric Guitar Solo:Carl Broemel
  • Cello:Joey Burns
  • Acoustic Guitar:Jon Rauhouse
  • Drums:Kurt Dahle
  • Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar:Paul Rigby
  • Bass:Tom Ray
  • Tambourine:Neko Case
  • Piano, Clavinet, Synth:Bo Koster

Lyrics

Baby, come out
I'll meet you in the street
At the place by the old fire station
we'll get something to eat,
like we talked about.

Baby, come down
it's been a while now
I've got so many things I could tell you,
if my stubborn mouth doesn't let me down..

And I can't look at you straight-on
You're made of something different than I know

I try to slip the marching clock
but centipedes invade my thoughts
Without free will I heel and I go
I step onto that metal plate,
where it meets the dazzling sound of trains,
and I beg those trains to run..

Cause I can't look at you straight-on
you're made from something different than I know

My eyes are on the sidewalk,
it's gum holding your feet
I swear under my breath
because I'm starving in your gravity
You're made from something different than I know

You linger just a little long,
I see your gun is drawn with the safety on
You can walk me back to my hotel
like it was home
And I smell those fools you made cordwood of
in petty dreams that leave me sleeping here, in your arms..

City swans, our crook'd necks long
city swans

And I can't look at you straight-on
you're made from something different than I know

And it breaks my heart just like the day,
that I looked down and I realized
I'd been sailing so long I'd become the shore

City swans, our crook'd necks long
city swans