Sort of wonder why
No one said a word
Don't you like it on the sly?
Don't you like it till it hurts?
Have I been on your mind?
What's a voice without a song?
Something in your head
You've been fighting all the long...

I don't want to say it,
The news is not so good
We'll never get away,
And even if we could
We'd just play the tambourine
Around an open flame
Oversleep and burn
To be back in the game

'Cause summer [bad word] 
Nowhere near high noon
And winter [bad word] 
Nor the harvest moon

Raw sugar
I don't want to die living in a high rise grave
My [bad word] home
Same black day, high rise grave
[x2]

No I'm [bad word] 
Yes it could be worse
Ferment on the wish bone,
Match the lips to the purse
Neighborhood's [bad word] 
Fry the [bad word] and thighs
Dirty diamond dealers,
Pushed behind the ire's

'Cause summer [bad word] 
Nowhere near high noon
And winter [bad word] 
Nor the harvest moon

Raw sugar
I don't want to die living in a high rise grave
My [bad word] home
Same black day, high rise grave
[x2]

Still I wear the red dress,
Paint my toes and twirl
Take it back to old times,
Back when I was still a girl
'Cause now I'm all baboon boys,
Cootchie Cootchie Coo
Sort of wonder why
I missed a kiss for you

'Cause summer [bad word] 
(same black day)
Winter [bad word] 
(high rise grave)