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( Wilco / Live At Living Room EP ) Jesus, don't cry You can rely on me, honey You can combine anything you want I'll be around You were right about the stars Each one is a setting sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad, sad songs Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around Don't cry You can rely on me, honey You can come by any time you want I'll be around You were right about the stars Each one is a setting sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad, sad songs Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around I'm always on the run and I hate copy past for god's sake Voices cry Skyscrapers are scraping together Your voice is smoking And last cigarettes Are all you can get Turning your orbit around Our love, our love Our love is all we have Our love Our love is all of God's money Each one is a burning sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad, sad songs Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around Voices cry Skyscrapers are scraping together Your voice is smoking Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around Sweet Dreams ( Patsy Cline / With Jim Campilongo ) Sweet dreams of you Every night that I go through I should forget the past and start loving someone new Instead of having sweet dreams about you You don't love me, it's plain I should know That I'll never wear your ring I'm always on the run and I hate copy past for god's sake I should hate you The whole night through Instead of having sweet dreams about you You don't love me, it's plain I should know That I will never wear your ring I should hate you The whole night through Instead of having sweet dreams about you Oh instead of having sweet dreams about you Cry Cry Cry ( Johnny Cash Cover / Live At Living Room EP ) Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down I think you only live to see the lights of town I wasted my time when I would try, try, try When the lights have lost their glow, you're gonna cry, cry, cry I'm always on the run and I hate copy past for god's sake I lie awake at night and wait 'til you come in You stay a little while and then you're gone again Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie For every lie you tell, you're gonna cry, cry, cry You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own You're gonna cry, cry, cry Soon your sugar-mamas will all be gone You'll wake up some cold day and find you're alone You'll call to me but I'm gonna tell you: "Bye, bye, bye" When I turn around and walk away, you'll cry, cry, cry When your fickle little love gets old, no one will care for you You'll come back to me for a little love that's true I'll tell you no and you gonna ask me why, why, why When I remind you of all of this, you'll cry, cry, cry You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own You're gonna cry, cry, cry You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll want me there When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own You're gonna cry, cry, cry You're gonna cry, cry, cry Picture In A Frame ( Tom Waits ) The sun come up it was blue and gold The sun come up it was blue and gold The sun come up it was blue and gold Ever since I put your picture in a frame I come calling in my Sunday best I come calling in my Sunday best I come calling in my Sunday best Every since I put your picture in a frame I'm always on the run and I hate copy past for god's sake I'm gonna love you Till the wheels come off Oh yeah I love you baby and I always will I love you baby and I always will I love you baby and I always will Ever since I put your picture in a frame I love you baby and I always will Ever since I put your picture in a frame Ever since I put your picture in a frame Hands on the Wheel ( Willie Nelson / with M
There are moments in Indiana Jones when audiences might catch themselves stressing on behalf of Voller before remembering that hes a Nazi
