Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song E-Bow The Letter, artist - R.E.M.. Date of issue: 28.10.2021
Song language: English
E-Bow The Letter |
| Look up, what do you see? |
| All of you and all of me |
| Fluorescent and starry, some of them, they surprise |
| The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a. |
| m, this letter |
| Fields of poppies, little pearls, all the boys and all the girls |
| Sweet-toothed, each and every one a little scary |
| I said your name, I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars |
| Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras |
| Dreaming of Maria Callas, whoever she is |
| This fame thing, I don’t get it |
| I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it |
| Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves |
| It can take you far, this star thing, I don’t get it |
| I’ll take you over, there |
| I’ll take you over, there |
| Aluminum, tastes like fear |
| Adrenaline, it pulls us near |
| I’ll take you over, there |
| It tastes like fear |
| I’ll take you over |
| Will you live to 83? |
| Will you ever welcome me? |
| Will you show me something that nobody else has seen? |
| Smoke it, drink, here comes the flood, anything to thin the blood |
| These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet |
| Phone, eat it, drink, just another chink |
| Cuts and dents, they catch the light |
| Aluminum, the weakest link |
| I don’t want to disappoint you, I’m not here to anoint you |
| I would lick your feet, but is that the sickest move? |
| I wear my own crown of sadness and sorrow |
| And who’d have thought tomorrow would be so strange? |
| My loss, and here we go again |
| I’ll take you over, there |
| I’ll take you over, there |
| Aluminum, tastes like fear |
| Adrenaline, it pulls us near |
| I’ll take you over, there |
| It tastes like fear, pulls us near |
| I’ll take you over |
| Look up, and what do you see? |
| All of you and all of me, florescent and starry |
| And some of them, they surprise |
| I can’t look it in the eyes, Seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene |
| Cherry-flavored neck and collar |
| I can smell the sorrow on your breath |
| The sweat, the victory and sorrow, the smell of fear |
| I got it |
| I’ll take you over, there |
| Aluminum, tastes like fear |
| Adrenaline, it pulls us near |
| I’ll take you over, take you there |
| Aluminum, tastes like fear |
| Adrenaline, it pulls us near |
| I’ll take you over, take you there |
| It tastes like fear, pulls us near |
| I’ll take you over, take you there |
| It tastes like fear, pulls us near |
| Pulls us near |
| It tastes like fear |
| Tastes like fear |
| Pulls us near |
| Pulls us near |
| Near, near |
| Over, over, over, over |
| And nearer and nearer |
| Over, over, yeah |
| Oh, oh |
| I’ll take you over |
| Yeah |
| I’ll take you over, I’ll take you there |
| Oh, over |
| I’ll take you there |
| Over, baby |
| I’ll take you over |
| There, there |
| I’ll take you there |
| There, baby |