Alright, so many of the places where it’s now Sunday aren’t Christian.
Get over it.
✝It’s Sunday and time for a Jesus hymn.
Ok, so maybe it’s not exactly a hymn. But it does have Jesus in the title. That counts for something.
Don’t miss the lyric:
“Our love is all God’s money.” “Sad sad songs tuned to chords strung down your cheeks.”
Just great writing, the whole damn song.
Wilco. Jesus Etc. Below.
JESUS ETC./Wilco 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
voices whine skyscrapers are scraping together your voice is smoking 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 everyone 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 whine 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
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