Alameda – Elliott Smith

Like some precious only son Face down, bow to the champion You walk down Alameda looking at the cracks in […]

Clementine – Elliott Smith

The street’s wet, you can tell by the sound of the cars The bartender’s singing “Clementine” While he’s turning around […]

Last Hour – Elliott Smith

And the bodies you left lying around Talking it out the last hour I’m through trying now, it’s a big […]

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