Suffering Jukebox
Silver Jews Lyrics


Planes on the downtown skyline is a sight to see for some
It ought to make a few reputations in the cult of number one
While these seconds turn these minutes into hours of the day
All these doubles drive the dollars and the light of day away

suffering jukebox such a sad machine
Your filled up with what other people need
And they never seem to turn you up loud
There are a lot of chatterboxes in this crowd
suffering jukebox in a happy town
You're over in the corner breaking down
They always seem to keep you way down low
The people in this town don't want to know

well I guess all that mad misery must make it seem to true to you
But money lights your world up, you're trapped what can you do?
You got Tennessee tendencies and chemical dependencies
You make the same old jokes and malaprops on cue

suffering jukebox such a sad machine
Your filled up with what other people need
Hardship, damnation and guilt
Make you wonder why you were even built

suffering jukebox in a happy town
You're over in the corner breaking down
They always seem to keep you way down low
The people in this town don't want to know

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Ari Molko

Planes on the downtown skyline is a sight to see for some
It ought to make a few reputations in the cult of number one
While these seconds turn these minutes into hours of the day
All these doubles drive the dollars and the light of day away
suffering jukebox such a sad machine
Your filled up with what other people need
And they never seem to turn you up loud
There are a lot of chatterboxes in this crowd
suffering jukebox in a happy town
You're over in the corner breaking down
They always seem to keep you way down low
The people in this town don't want to know
well I guess all that mad misery must make it seem to true to you
But money lights your world up, you're trapped what can you do?
You got Tennessee tendencies and chemical dependencies
You make the same old jokes and malaprops on cue
suffering jukebox such a sad machine
Your filled up with what other people need
Hardship, damnation and guilt
Make you wonder why you were even built
suffering jukebox in a happy town
You're over in the corner breaking down
They always seem to keep you way down low
The people in this town don't want to know



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Flipindistical Pictures

greatest lyricist of the southern region, I imagine. since Townes Van Zandt, a pure writer, very witty, ridiculously witty, very beautiful, very wise....I have been morning for three days, listening to DCb songs....very sad. God Bless!

Craig Harrison

Don’t be sad.

Loucas Stephens

Townes is my favorite poet!

Nobody Owens

My 11 years olds favourite song
We just had a row about it in car .I wanted van Etten .he wanted this
He won and it's a classic

Christina Crofoot

crackerjack poet
penned a tragic end
string of hearts
hanging on every word read


RIP Friend. Thank you for all you shared with us <3

Flipindistical Pictures

nice one

Sean L

I love the chorus.

168dp

That chorus is mesmerizing...

Michael Dixon

What a legend piece of art

Jorge Conrado

Great backin' vocals.

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