Letras de Canciones de Kevin Devine
Noose Dressed Like a Necklace

A Cadillac drives down my street, A bead of sweat
pouring slow down a palm line. I see a bumper
sticker: it's a bearded man with a wanted sign A
myth we've made to scare our fears away; A slogan
that we slap on all our misdirected hate; A muddy
symbol meant to mitigate our pain, But it's really
just a desert corpse we painted on a wall out in
some cave, anyway.

I don't know where he's gonna park that thing.

My neighborhood drunk's on line at the deli With
his shaky hands and swollen face he waits for his
coffee. He blacks out curbside every night, and
every day crawls back toward Wall Street. So I
don't see it like it's "us" and
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"them" I just see everybody working for
that same eternal weekend Droning on and on and on
and never doing what we've wanted Heavy legs, two
steps behind some forever-dangling carrot.

And I'm tired of it. Well, who's to say that we
can't just fucking change it?

Well I know it seems DRAMATIC but I treat it like
a crisis -- From the office to the coffin, all our
time and talent wasted And that weight against
your throat, is that a noose dressed like a
necklace? From here, I couldn't really tell the
difference.

Either way, I say let's not take any chances

'Cause I don't know where he's gonna park that
thing. No, I don't know where he's gonna park that
thing. No, I don't know where he's gonna park that
thing.