Tragically Hip, The "700 ft. Ceiling" |
Lets go to the park lets go watch em floodin' out there after dark, don't have to think of nothin' and I love that for, for the way I'm feeling 700 foot, 700 foot ceiling Lets take it to the top of the tobacco nation we can aim the dish for hardcore invitations and I hate that for, for the things I'm thinking when the clouds are low, 700 and sinking It's part hard, hard to remember, its part hard to say (*backup begins to lag) parts unknown, unknown forever and those parts fade away but leanings toward, toward a full-stops all i hear you say (*backup stops lag here) One foot on the stump the others on the pulpit 700 foot, 700 foot pulpit and i love that for, for the way I'm feelin' 700 foot, 700 foot ceiling (*its part hard, hard to remem- In our own back yard, -ber its part hard to say we could do some floodin' parts unknown, unkno- when its cold an dark, -wn forever, those parts fade away*) don't have to think or nothin' don't have to think or nothin' _______________________ * = backup parts Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |