Guided by Voices
Guided by Voices
Guided by Voices
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“The Finest Joke is Upon Us” was recorded at Cro-Magnon with John Shough in 1996, originally intended for Robert Pollard solo album Not in My Airforce, though it was dropped from the final release. It was first released on the Japanese CD of Under the Bushes Under the Stars and then, two months late...
[Verse 1]
Mother, feeling your hand, eye
Believe you and I did then
And mother, release every bad seed
The geese are leaving the trees
[Verse 2]
Exposed to winter's cold
They waited too long
But we too exaggerated and now take the cake away
It's a long song and I can't play it so
Give me a grip now, collector of bones
[Chorus]
Worlds of smoke
Distorted mirror broken, paradise is open but I choke
One of these days when I see through the smoke
There'll be the day I get the joke
[Solo]
[Verse 2]
Exposed to winter's cold
They waited too long
But we too exaggerated and now take the cake away
It's a long song and I can't play it so
Give me a grip now, collector of bones
[Chorus]
Worlds of smoke
Distorted mirror broken, paradise is open but I choke
One of these days when I see through the smoke
There'll be the day I get the joke
The Finest Joke Is Upon Us was written by Robert Pollard.
The Finest Joke Is Upon Us was produced by John Shough.
Guided by Voices released The Finest Joke Is Upon Us on Wed Mar 05 1997.