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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stephen Malkmus
Guitar
Bob Nastanovich
Percussion
Mark Ibold
Bass Guitar
Scott Kannberg
Guitar
Steve West
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Malkmus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pavement
Producer
Mark Venezia
Recording Engineer
Bryce Goggin
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Got struck by the first volley
Of the war in the corps
When you gonna take me home?
Send a wire, give 'em my best
This ammunition, it never rests
Doubt never took me home
Start bleedin', start bleedin', bleedin' for him
You could write it on a postcard
Dad, they broke me
Dad, they broke me
Start bleedin', start bleedin', start bleedin'
And write it on a postcard
Dad, they broke me
Dad, they broke me
I can see a house, open shutters
And the leaves flocked on a grid
Now I have my own
Basement, why'd they put 'em down in the ground
In this town, no one wakes up
No one wakes up
Start breedin', start breedin', breedin' for me now
Write in a magazine
They broke me
They broke me
Start bleedin', start bleedin', bleedin' for me now
And write it on a postcard
Dad, you broke me
Sure, sure
Blood
I need you
Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
Ooh
Ohh
Ohh
No one wakes up, praying
No one wakes up
Writer(s): Stephen Joseph Malkmus
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