she came to and her
whole life was how she remembered it
she had a mouth full of fur
and she was laughing
she parked her hearse across
three spaces posted motorcycles only
and jumped out shouting
wha the cus could make a nice girl like us
feel so lonely?
are you weary as water
in a faucet left dripping
with an incessant sadness
like a sad record skipping
and an ugly and ornery
and shadowy dread
lurking like a troll under the bridge
between your heart and your head
please dumb blind kind sir
lend little miss listless a little bit of christmas
she's been a real good girl
but now she's stuck here
the world is so little and still
mysterious and ominous as ever before
like an unmarked bottle of pills
on the shelf right next to the thing
you were reaching for
swing the groove 'round here
where i can reach it
when i get my ass back on track
i'm gonna need it
swing shift til i get the money
to buy me and my baby a moon full of honey
then i'm gonna turn off the nagging voices
inside my head
that follow me to bed and say
you suck...
("break it down" freestyle by Corey Parker added to this song during some performances)
if you dig it on the sound
break it down
no walls up, break it down
break it down
happiness spread it all around
break it down
racism stomp it in the ground
break it down
so if you dig it on the sound
break it down
no walls up, break it down
break it down
ignorance stomp it in the ground
break it down
happiness spread it all around
break it down
check, who said folk and hip-hop can't latch
put us together on the stage and light a match
kaboom, guess who stepped in the room
sweeping you off your feet like we had a broom
with ani difranco and maceo
add a little freestyle flow and who knows
put a little scratchin' into the mix
and it's enough to get y
