I can hear the heart beating as one. Yo La Tengo.

1. Return to hot chicken.

(Instrumental)


2. Moby Octopad.

Locked in a kiss, outsiders cease to exist, we'll shut it out (of the fist), outsiders cease to exist, we'll shut it out. Eight o'clock, the lights are on at shea, phone turned down, we've nothing much to say, dozing off the TV drones, house key makes them turn and glance for home.

Locked in a kiss, outsiders cease to exist, flayed of the fist, outsiders cease to exist, we'll shut it out. Eight o'clock, the lights are on at shea, phone turned down, we've nothing much to say, dozing off the TV drones, house key makes them turn and glance for home.

Locked in a kiss, outsiders cease to exist, flayed of the fist, outsiders cease to exist, we'll shut it out. Eight o'clock, the lights are on at shea, phone turned down, we've nothing much to say, dozing off the TV drones, house key makes them turn and glance for home.

Eight o'clock, the lights are on at shea, phone turned down, we've nothing much to say, dozing off the TV drones, house key makes them turn and glance for home, house key makes them turn and glance for home, house key makes them turn and glance for home, house key makes them turn and glance for home.


3. Sugarcube.

Whatever you want from me, whatever you want I'll do, try to squeeze a drop of blood from a sugarcube. Try to be more assured, try to be more right there, try to be less uptight, try to be more aware, whatever you want from me is what I want to do for you, sweeter than a drop of blood from a sugarcube. And though I like to act the part of being tough, I crumble like a sugarcube for you.

Whatever you want from me, whatever you want I'll do and I will try, whatever you want from me, whatever you want I'll do, try to squeeze a drop of blood, squeeze a drop of blood from a sugarcube.


4. Damage.

Not much Friday night, pinball, lower East Side, walked out of the past and into the bar. I used to think about you all the time, I would think about you all the time, now it just feels weird, that there you are, the damage is done.

Feeling like a kid again, my eyes are glued to the floor, I hope I mumbled goodbye as you walked out the door, the damage is done, the damage is done, the damage is done, the damage is done.


5. Deeper into movies.

I may have been gazing out too late at night, I see a deeper window into my eyes, every day they screech outside my window, the crashing cars never seem to collide. Sometimes when I'm staring out my window to catch the stars, I watch as they go by, I've been getting messages from outer space, they expire light in the window in the sky, there goes my mind.

If we dare walk onto my window, I could hear them if I open my eyes. Sometimes flashing lights seem soulful in the window, you may have seen them circle me at night, I keep sending signals into outer space, they expire by your window in the sky, there goes my mind.

Every day when restlessness takes over me I can't see it as I'm closing my eyes, I keep sending signals into outer space, they expire light in the window in the sky. Sometimes when I'm staring out my window to catch the stars, I watch as they go by, I've been getting messages from outer space, they expire light in the window in the sky, by your window in the sky, by your window in the sky, by your window in the sky...


6. Shadows.

Scold me, that's all you've got to say, coldly, hurt me and turn away. You say, I'm not sorry yet, I'm resigned to what is next, I head for the shadow.

Hold me taking it back through tears, you've told me, slowly confessed your fears but I've got myself to protect, it's too soon for me to forget, I'll wait in the shadows, in the shadows though I am alone, they help me, see that I'm the only one in your heart.

So until I truly believe that your words convey what you mean, I'll wait in the shadows, I'll wait in the shadows, I don't mind the shadows.


7. Stockholm syndrome.

What's the matter, why don't you answer, what's the matter with me? It is so hard to be free and easy, we'll disappear completely, hardly as I've known it's glad. You’re heart is broken and the doors are open as you're hoping to be, there's brighter places to see. Hands need warning, early in the morning, hardly as I've known a surprise, no, don't warn me.

I know it's wrong, but I swear it won't take long and I know, you know, it makes me sigh; I do believe in love. I know it's wrong, but I swear it won't take long and I know, you know, it makes me sigh; I do believe, I do believe.

Another season, but the same old feelings, another reason could be, I'm tired of aching, summer's what you make it but I'll believe what I want to believe.


8. Autumn sweater.

When I heard the knock on the door I couldn't catch my breath, is it too late to call this off? We could slip away, wouldn't that be better? Me with nothing to say and you in your autumn sweater.

I tried my best to hide in the crowded room, it's nearly possible. I wait for you, oh, most patiently, we could slip away, wouldn't that be better? Me with nothing to say and you in your autumn sweater.

So I looked for your eyes and the waves looked like they'd pour right out of them, I'll try hard, I'll try always but it's a waste of time, it's a waste of time if I can't smile easily, like in the beginning, in the beginning.

We could slip away, wouldn't that be better? Me with nothing to say and you in your autumn sweater. We could slip away, wouldn't that be better? Me with nothing to say and you in your autumn sweater, you in your autumn sweater, you in your autumn sweater, you in your autumn sweater.


9. Little Honda.

I'm gonna wake you up early cause I'm gonna take a ride with you, we're going down to the auto shop, I'll tell you what we're gonna do, get on the ride, no sweat, sure we'll take you anywhere you want me to. First gear, it's all right, second gear, hang on tight, third gear, ain't I right, faster, it's all right.

It's not a big motorcycle, just a groovy little motorbike, it's more fun than a barrel of monkeys, that two-wheel ride, we'll go on into the hills or anywhere you wanna decide. First gear, it's all right, second gear, hang on tight, third gear, ain't I right, faster, it's all right.

We'll ride some hills like a champ because my Honda's built really light, when I go into the turn, lean with me, hang on tight, I think I'll put on the lights, so I can ride mine under the night. First gear, it's all right, second gear, hang on tight, third gear, ain't I right, faster, it's all right. First gear, it's all right, second gear, hang on tight, third gear, ain't I right, faster, it's all right.


10. Green arrow.

(Instrumental).


11. One PM again.

Well, it's one PM again, I guess I'm ready to begin and it's reeling, there is a feeling, let's not make any sudden moves. You don't have to show me how but I'm not ready to right now, there is a feeling, and it's reeling, let's not make any sudden moves.

And if we don't leave today there's no hurry anyway, I'm on the road here, safe at home here, so let's make sure we're sure. That it is reeling, and I'm pleading, let's not make any sudden moves.


12. The lie and how we told it.

Talking words, angry words, hang in the air, we don't dare. Sky went gray, wake in white, hangs in the air, we don't dare. And there's a thousand reasons, I don't need them to help the fired flare, and even as we near it, I can't hear it, files in the air, we don't dare.

And there's a thousand reasons, I don't need them to help the fired flare, and even as we near it, I can't hear it, files in the air, we don't dare, we don't dare, we don't dare, we don't dare, we don't dare, we don't dare.


13. Center of gravity.

In crowded bars, at subway cars, whenever you are next to me, center of gravity, can't feel both feet on the ground. Walking home after dark, past the softball park, whenever you are next to me, center of gravity, can't feel both feet on the ground.

It's clear to me, according to a rule I learned one day in school, basic geometry, two halves of a circle, you and me. It's a familial song we've known so long, your clever cuts into me as long as you're next to me, I can't feel both feet on the ground. Whenever you are next to me, center of gravity, can't feel both feet on the ground.


14. Spec bebop.

(Instrumental).


15. We're an american band.

Driving in the south, the motor's on fire, let's put it out, before the flames go higher. Monday matinee, in pull we are life's throb, so hard to choose between conceit and rock.

Some college in the spring, the sound is all wrong, reset the mate to our Flamin Groovies song. Driving, night again, they're late, car crash, we'll turn to look unless we're going too fast.


16. My little corner of the world.

Come along with me to my little corner of the world, dream a little dream in my little corner of the world. You'll soon forget that there's any other place, tonight, my love, we'll share a sweet embrace. And if you care to stay in my little corner of the world we'll ride away, in my little corner of the world, I always knew that I'd find someone like you so hop o'er to my little corner of the world.

And if you care to stay in our little corner of the world, we could hide away in our little corner of the world, we always knew that we'd find someone like you so hop o'er to our little corner of the world.

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Año: 1997.
Procedencia de la banda: Hoboken (Nueva Jersey), Estados Unidos.
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