Biography:
Kimya Dawson (born 17th November 1972) is an Olympia-based singer-songwriter, and a prominent part of the anti-folk movement.
Dawson became well known as a member of The Moldy Peaches. Since the Moldy Peaches took a break from performing and recording in 2004, Dawson has released a string of lo-fi homemade albums, and toured widely in North America and Europe.
In 2005 the Pharmacy and Matty Pop Chart performed as her backing band on a U.S. tour.
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Other songs:
- All I Could Do
- Alphabutt
- Blue Like Nevermind
- Hold My Hand
- I Like Giants
- I Love You Sweet Baby
- I Miss You
- Loose Lips
- My Mom
- My Rollercoaster
- So Nice So Smart
- The Competition
- Time To Think
- Tire Swing
- Tree Hugger
- Underground
- We're All Animals
- Will You Be Me?
- You Love Me
- 12 26
- Angels And Seagulls
- Anthrax
- Being Cool
- Better Weather
- Bobby
- Caving In
- Chemistry
- Daniel Baby Boy
- Driving Driving Driving
- Eleventeen
- Everything Is Alright
- Fire
- France
- Great Crap
- Hadlock Padlock
- Happy Home Keep On Writing
- I Like My Bike
- I Will Never Forget
- Little Panda Bear
- Lullaby For The Taken
- Miami Advice
- Moving On
- My Bike
- My Heroes
- Nobodys Hippie
- Parade
- Raining
- Regulator Bad Brains
- Reminders Of Then
- Rocks With Holes
- Same Shit Complicated
- Seven Hungry Tigers
- Singing Machine
- Solid And Strong
- Sunbeams And Some Beans
- The Beer
- Trump Style
- Utopian Futures
- Velvet Rabbit
- Viva La Persistence
- Walk Like Thunder
- Wandering Daughter
- Were All Animals
- Will You Be Me
- Year 10
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G C G
Somewhere the bombing all has stopped
C G
And people begin to sit and talk
C D C G
And somewhere insomniatic stockbrokers can rest their bloodshot eyes
C G
Cuz there's nothing left to buy or sell
C G
Or kill or die for anymore
C D G
We're living for eternal moments that we've searched all of our lives
C G
There's nobody living by the clock
C G
And every door is left unlocked
C D G
Cuz property died all alone and capitalism lost it's home
C G
There's plenty of fresh air here in town
C G
The plants are all growing on the cars
C D
And all of the streets are used for dancing and at night you see all the
G
stars
G D C
Yada dada deeya yada dada da
C D C C G x2
Yada dada da da da da duh
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Pretty much the same format for the rest of the song
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We're searching for something that was lost
And centuries all have covered up
We're flailing to find the smallest fragments of our liberated lives
And every tiny piece that we may find
We pick up and glue together
Collectively working for our utopian futures to collide
In snuggly beds and midnight talks
And wandering bike rides and wayward walks
Making up all of our own music art myth food and news
Its happening everywhere we go
Collective bookstores and basement shows
Sharing a song that we all know or making up new ones as we go
G D C
Yada dada deeya yada dada da
C D C C G x2
Yada dada da da da da duh
I am a dream, this is real
I am a dream, you are here
I am a dream, you are me
I am a dream we are free
I am a dream, this is real
I am a dream, you are here
I am a dream, you are me
I am a dream we are free
Now can't you feel the ice caps grow
Now can't you hear the forest laugh
At piles of nicely packaged toothpicks all in processed warehouse rows
Cuz the only processing we do now
Is with one another in our homes
With people we'll fight fuck laugh and cry with until the day we die
Here where we share all that we've won
Here where we grieve for what is lost
Here where the children grow with names they chose and genders all their own
Here where we celebrate each other
Here where you've never had a boss
Here where we sing like restless kids with half chewed food inside our mouths
G D C
Yada dada deeya yada dada da
C D C C G x2
Yada dada da da da da duh
Here in the place outside the box
There are no more borders left to cross
From each according to ability and to each based on need
Here in the place where dreams aren't dead
Here in the space between our heads
Somewhere the bombing all has stopped
C G
And people begin to sit and talk
C D C G
And somewhere insomniatic stockbrokers can rest their bloodshot eyes
C G
Cuz there's nothing left to buy or sell
C G
Or kill or die for anymore
C D G
We're living for eternal moments that we've searched all of our lives
C G
There's nobody living by the clock
C G
And every door is left unlocked
C D G
Cuz property died all alone and capitalism lost it's home
C G
There's plenty of fresh air here in town
C G
The plants are all growing on the cars
C D
And all of the streets are used for dancing and at night you see all the
G
stars
G D C
Yada dada deeya yada dada da
C D C C G x2
Yada dada da da da da duh
------------------
Pretty much the same format for the rest of the song
---------------
We're searching for something that was lost
And centuries all have covered up
We're flailing to find the smallest fragments of our liberated lives
And every tiny piece that we may find
We pick up and glue together
Collectively working for our utopian futures to collide
In snuggly beds and midnight talks
And wandering bike rides and wayward walks
Making up all of our own music art myth food and news
Its happening everywhere we go
Collective bookstores and basement shows
Sharing a song that we all know or making up new ones as we go
G D C
Yada dada deeya yada dada da
C D C C G x2
Yada dada da da da da duh
I am a dream, this is real
I am a dream, you are here
I am a dream, you are me
I am a dream we are free
I am a dream, this is real
I am a dream, you are here
I am a dream, you are me
I am a dream we are free
Now can't you feel the ice caps grow
Now can't you hear the forest laugh
At piles of nicely packaged toothpicks all in processed warehouse rows
Cuz the only processing we do now
Is with one another in our homes
With people we'll fight fuck laugh and cry with until the day we die
Here where we share all that we've won
Here where we grieve for what is lost
Here where the children grow with names they chose and genders all their own
Here where we celebrate each other
Here where you've never had a boss
Here where we sing like restless kids with half chewed food inside our mouths
G D C
Yada dada deeya yada dada da
C D C C G x2
Yada dada da da da da duh
Here in the place outside the box
There are no more borders left to cross
From each according to ability and to each based on need
Here in the place where dreams aren't dead
Here in the space between our heads
Kinder Malo
King Adora
King Chang&oacut (...)
King Charles
King Creosote
Kings Of Conveni (...)
Kings Of Leon
Kingston Trio
Kinks
Kinky Boots