Story Behind The Song
I really like this music... this was a demo i did to "audition" for this band... they liked it and asked me to come in, but the very same week i had to move due to unexpected circumstances. they don't have a name yet and haven't fleshed out all the members, but whatever happens i think they're destined for wonderful things.
| Song Length |
5:52 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi |
| Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
headed for san francisco
not sure which way to go
then the devil got a hold of me
and drove me straight off the road
somewhere near barstow
then i asked the universe
is this some kind of curse
they sent me to the trailer
of a lesbian nurse
and she said tell me where it hurts
tell me where it hurts
show me where it hurts
(but little girl,)
if you beg me for the cure
you'll be my bitch for sure
you'll be crawling back for more and more and more
have you had a heart attack
did you crack your little back
(did you break your little soul)
did you think you had a chance
did you think you had control
...
i wonder which way the wind blows
i wonder if it even knows
cuz it feels like there's a bunch of ghosts
just fighting for the wheel
i wanna go work for ringling
just go and forget everything
i was supposed to know
...
hanging out on the rooftop
wishing for shooting stars
then the fireworks that someone shot
flew straight into your car...
that car was charred
so we walked into a bar (we walked away unharmed)
dangerously charmed
started up a tab, he's got a
dragon on his arm
he says drink until you're thirsty
you been thinking way too hard
put your wagers on the table
and then pick a tarot card
and if you don't like the first one
just choose another card
keep shuffling til you spend
another lifetime in these bars
are you waiting for the cue
were you changing for the show
could you use a brand new you
or another jack and coke
...
i wonder which way the wind goes
i wonder if it even knows cuz
it feels like there's a bunch of jokers
fighting for the wheel
lets go work for ringling
just go and forget everything
we were supposed to be
.....
hanging out on the rooftop
wishing for shooting stars
then the fireworks that someone shot
flew straight into your car (flew straight into you)