Lily Talmers - Miss America lyrics
[Lily Talmers - Miss America lyrics]
Miss America slies onto the scene shines
Like some old dream
So far, life’s been in kind
But you’ve been wasting time
Has that flown through your mind?
And I’ve been staring at you, darling
Sitting back and wondering what the
Hell you’re gonna do
When all the force has run the
Gamut, and you sit back, and dammit
Now it’s up to you
You who eat your dinner with the TV on
And who smile thinking everybody
Else is wrong yes, you who drink your coffee
With the curtains drawn
Yet, still it’s you that
We’re all counting on
So Miss America gal, you know the drill
Could you just stand still?
Doc says this won’t hurt
So close your eyes and learn
About how all this works
’Cause I’ve been staring at you, darling
Sitting back and wondering how the
Hell you got this far
On loans as tall as New York City
Skyscrapers look so pretty ’til
You’re jumping off
As one who don’t read nothing
But the bold-faced lines
And whose prophets may as well
Be reading coffee grinds
Got all that ammunition just
To blow your mind
Oh, Miss America, they’ve fed you lies
Darling, don’t be shy
You don’t have to cry, you gon’ be just fine
Papers, they don’t burn
Your voice will be heard
No matter how it’s earned
And I’ve been staring at you darling
Sitting back and wondering what the
Hell you’re gonna do
When all that force has run the
Gamut, and you sit back, and dammit
Now it’s up to you
Yes, you with all your jewelry
And your high heels on
Think your looks are gonna last
Until the kingdom come
And who won’t apologize because
She’s too far gone dear, still it’s you that
We’re all counting on
Yes, you who’s always dressing
Up in preacher’s clothes
With your index finger wagging with
The wind that blows
How could your heart be open
If the door is closed? And still
It’s you that we’re all counting on
Like some old dream
So far, life’s been in kind
But you’ve been wasting time
Has that flown through your mind?
And I’ve been staring at you, darling
Sitting back and wondering what the
Hell you’re gonna do
When all the force has run the
Gamut, and you sit back, and dammit
Now it’s up to you
You who eat your dinner with the TV on
And who smile thinking everybody
Else is wrong yes, you who drink your coffee
With the curtains drawn
Yet, still it’s you that
We’re all counting on
So Miss America gal, you know the drill
Could you just stand still?
Doc says this won’t hurt
So close your eyes and learn
About how all this works
’Cause I’ve been staring at you, darling
Sitting back and wondering how the
Hell you got this far
On loans as tall as New York City
Skyscrapers look so pretty ’til
You’re jumping off
As one who don’t read nothing
But the bold-faced lines
And whose prophets may as well
Be reading coffee grinds
Got all that ammunition just
To blow your mind
Oh, Miss America, they’ve fed you lies
Darling, don’t be shy
You don’t have to cry, you gon’ be just fine
Papers, they don’t burn
Your voice will be heard
No matter how it’s earned
And I’ve been staring at you darling
Sitting back and wondering what the
Hell you’re gonna do
When all that force has run the
Gamut, and you sit back, and dammit
Now it’s up to you
Yes, you with all your jewelry
And your high heels on
Think your looks are gonna last
Until the kingdom come
And who won’t apologize because
She’s too far gone dear, still it’s you that
We’re all counting on
Yes, you who’s always dressing
Up in preacher’s clothes
With your index finger wagging with
The wind that blows
How could your heart be open
If the door is closed? And still
It’s you that we’re all counting on