Letra Grace Grant Lee Buffalo

Grace

[a phrase - spoken]

If I was the lone ranger
Hiding behind a mask
Wouldnt be any danger
To the questions I ask
What ya say pocahontas
Trade in your feathers and beads
For an electric blanket
And a packet of cigs
You bet
Thats what she said

If I had me a needle
For every bubble that popped
Bind them all up like one
You would hear that pin drop
Like a gun shot
Like a shot

And if I was a world leader
Would not mislead the world
I would not miss anything
Miss america knows
That its only a pageant
That its only a show
Isnt even film in the camera
These arent even my clothes
No no no no
Miss america knows

Ah ooh ooh

You remember houdini
Who not a shackle could hold
Carved a trap door into heaven
To escape growin old
Guess he just couldnt hack it
Bundled up for the cold
Double-breasted straightjacket
French handcuffs of gold
No no no no
He escaped growin old
The growing old
Oh oh oh