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Wordless Chorus
by My Morning Jacket

So much goin' on these days
Forget about instinct, it's not what pays
Pleasure, up and down my smile
A carton of eggs think
It's all worthwhile
Tell me spirit
What has not been done?
I'll rush out and do it
Or are we doin' it now?
Fissure is the thrill of the day
Forget about feeling, that's not what pays
But you know all of this can change
Remember the promise as a kid you made
We are the innovators, they are the imitators
Come on, hey don't you know how we started
We forgot about love but weren't brokenhearted

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Written by: James Olliges Jr

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Tim Lynch

thanks American Dad i would have never found this band

Fallen AngelTV

Same hehe. If you like this type of music, I would definitely recommend ‘Local Natives’.

Giovanni Ortiz

Me to

dandagod official

Jason Miles There is a class war coming soon brother, even if you never owned a gun in your life it is time to arm yourself

Jason Miles

@dandagod official the world has gone to shit. You keep on keepin on my brother. At least you havee good taste in music . I haven't seen it yet but just woke up so I'm sure I'll hear and see about it in a minute. .

dandagod official

Jason Miles fuck yeah, I gotta stay home and make sure tyranny doesn’t take over. You see the undercover cop shoot those 7 protesters?

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Sebastian Guzman

Who's here because American Dad?

bourbon red

I hate you.


everyone haha

digging history little jimmy

Me lol

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