pixies - break my body
I'm the hard looser
You'll find me crashing through my mother's door
I am the ugly lover
You'll find us rolling on the dirty floor
Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones
I'm a belly dancer
I'll shake forever and I'll never care
I'm a building jumper
Roof to roof you see me flying in the air
Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones
Somebody got hurt
Somebody get hurt
Somebody got her
Jim White: Handcuffed to fence in Missisippi
"I'm handcuffed to a fence in Missisippi. My girlfriend blows a boozy goodbye kiss. I see flying squirrels and nightmares of stigmata. Then awakening to find my Trans-Am gone. Still I'm feelinf pretty good about the future. Yeah, everything is peaches but cream. I'm handcuffed to a fence in Missisippi, where things is always better than they seem. Things is always
better than they seem.
I see guitar that my cousin played in prison, floating with the tv in the swimming pool. I'm calling for the owner of the motel, then noticing the bloodstain on the door. I'm reaching for the shoes under the bushes, just in time to hear the sirens sing. I'm handcuffed to a fence in Missisippi, where things is always better than they seem.
(You know freedom's just a stupid superstition, 'cause life's a highway that you travel blind. It's true that having fun's a terminal addiction. What good is happiness, when it's just a state of mind?)
For in the prison of perpetual emotion, we're all shackled to the millstone of our dreams. Me, I'm handcuffed to a fence in Missisippi, where things is always better than they seem.