chk chk chk....It only takes a little bit of glamour glimmer....

Only just a little bit of shake-or-shiver, Nothing never matters 'til it's shattered, Spluttered and covered splattered all over my nap and sha, sha, sha sha sha-doobie, Sometimes it's really just like the movies, Was a glimpse a little bit of nothing make a difference and nothing's been the same since the chain of events, It's the place where dreams come true, Dreams can still be nightmares too and ah sha, sha, sha sha whoa whoa, So much it's close enough for rock 'n roll, Should have told me the world was gonna tie me back a sweater, Poets from the days of old have never said it better, Sometimes it really glitters and sometimes it's even gold, Baby when it isn't then it must be rock 'n roll and ah sha, sha, sha sha sha-doobie, Sometimes it's really just like the movies....

Okkervil River....Packed and all eyes turned in, no one to see on the key....

No one waving for me just the shoreline receding. Ticket in my hand and thinking wish I didn't hand it in. Cause who said sailing is fine? leaving behind all the faces that I might replace if I tried on that long ride, looking deep inside but I don`t want to look so deep inside yet. Sit down, sit down on the proud wave bye, there might not be another star, farther on the line. Look out, look out at each town that glides by and there's another crowd, to drown in crying eyes. And see how that light you love now just won`t shine, there might just be another star, that`s high and far in some other sky. We sing, is that marionette real enough yet to step off of that set and decide what a dance might mean to it. Ruining the place where the ensuing may lay escape. We packed up all of our bags the ship's deck now sags from the weight of our tracks as we pace beneath flags black and battered rattling our swords in service of some fated, foreign, war....

The Dead Weather....Well you know I look like a woman but I Cut like a buffalo....

Stand up like a tower, tall, But I fall, Just like a domino, You can hit me if you want to Do whatever makes you happy, But don't take it easy on me 'Cause I don't know how to take it, You're a prick with a pin woman,Wake me up when it's broke, But only if it's broken, You know I treat you like a joke bu you, Can't tell when I'm joking, You cut a record on my throat, But the record's not broken, Is that you choking? Is that you choking? Is that you choking? Or are you just joking?....

White Lies....You took the tunnel route home, you've never taken that way with me before....

Did you feel the need for change? Apologies on your fingernails, love flickered in the city of lights, Like intermittent radio waves, I don't need your tears, I don't want your love, I just gotta get home and I feel like I'm breaking up, and I wanted to stay, Headlights on the hillside, don't take me this way, I don't want you to hold me, I don't want you to pray, This is bigger than us, You went where the horses cry, you've never taken that way with me before. Did you feel the need for change? Guilt smeared across your lips, I was tired and cold from the window, You're tired, nothing's changed....I don't need your tears, I don't want your love, I just gotta get home....