Elliott Smith

You get what you see

I saw a rich fuck giving charity

Saw an evil emperor wearing my clothes

Their far from the best

But they suit you better than the rest

Just looking in the mirror

Will make you a brave man

I know my place

Hate my face

I know how I begin, and how I'll end

Strung out again

You're a parliament of owls

Flying over a city of canals

There goes the floating body

Floating face down

You get what you see

Some things they just change invisiabally

I never knew where I was going

Thank God I can never know

I know my place

Hate my face

I know how I begin and how I'll end

Strung out again

Standing, smiling on some fantasy island

Waiting for the moon to pull again

But the tides coming in

And I'm strung out again

Strung out again


Steven Paul "Elliott" Smith (August 6, 1969 – October 21, 2003) was an American songwriter and musician. Smith was born in Omaha, Nebraska, raised primarily in Texas, and resided for a significant portion of his life in Portland, Oregon, where he first gained popularity. His primary instrument was the guitar, but he was also proficient at piano, clarinet, bass, drums and harmonica. Smith had a distinctive vocal style characterized by his "whispery, spiderweb-thin delivery" and use of multi-tracking to create vocal harmonies. ... Read More