The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
I wrote unfriendly things, truly cruel
On the day that you were born
To prove that words cannot touch beauty
But I was torn
I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again
I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again
I made degenerate art for the religious right
On the day that you were born
I had a passion to experiment
But I was torn
I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again
I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again
I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again
I put it off, I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again
I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again
I played Love Tara by Eric's Trip
On the day that you were born
I had to find the cuteness
In the unadorned
I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again
I put it on, I put it on, I put it on again
I put it on, I put it on, I put it on again
I put it on, I put it on, I put it on again