Brown paper bag
don't stop me now
I'm on a roll
Plain brown wrapper
in your pocket.
Is it still the invisible man
you're consorting with
Woman
Now that you got it all wrong
You got it all
Backwards Girl
Enter through the exit and exist
through the entrance
When you can
Seen you consort
with your invisible manhole
Fool child
you're never gonna make it.
New York City
just wants to see you naked
And they will
Though they'd never say so
Wise, old, black and dead
in the snow
My southern sister
Sister, Sister
was the name of the band
Flesh and blood
my death close at hand
Sister
This is not about me
and it's not about you
I swear
No hard feelings
nothing personal,
soft sculpture rides the air,
For free
Words words words
Longings longings longings
All in vain
Just ask Vanity
abandoned out in the rain
By the world
another proud American
And as proud Americans
we let it slide away
Harmless little Negress
You got to say yes
To another excess
Let's go for a ride today
In possession of eyes
that's it
In possession of eyes
that's it
A southern bunkhouse
blue skies up above
A kindly figure of
feminine grace
and wit passes for love
These days
All that slender-wristed
white translucent business
Passes for love, these days
Mushhead genius
Passes for love, these days
Four more years
Four more years
Four hundred more years
of this shit Fuck it
I look up I see the North Star
I look up I see the North Star
When I look up at the bar
through these tears
Four white pillars
Yankee-style
All of America loves
to lights his pipes
All of America live
to light his pipe at night
To which Dixie responds
Freeeee Me
And unlashes his sashes
Again
Maybe or maybe not
fast forward she said
Maybe once the seed is sown
fast forward she said
This bird has flown south
she said
Don't talk about the south
she said
It's not you
it's nothing personal
No hard feelings
nothing's there
Soft sculpture rides hard
on the air
Now that you got it all wrong
You got it all backwards girl
Enter through the exit and
exit through the entrance
When you can