Iguana Woman

by Prom Threat

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1.
Iguana Woman 03:11
She opened a bottle of vodka, and she skipped across the floor She had a way about her, made you want her Did she throw you out the door? She wore heels of satin and velvet, the stuff to make you feel alright She had a face, almost angelic Did she rock you through the night Iguana woman Crazy girl by the sea Iguana woman Boiled your heart for herbal tea See her out at the market fair Reptiles in her jet black hair Mermaid lady, seashell eyes You made love to a fish in disguise, all right She ran off with the girl mariachi, left you dry as Texas sun In the city you bought caramelos And ate them one by one You shared it all with a skinny stray dog Boy, are you a perro too? You wanna jump in the Pacific Ocean ‘cause she made a fool out of you Iguana woman Crazy girl by the sea Iguana woman Boiled your heart for herbal tea Wild woman of Oaxacan streets You wanna kneel down and kiss her feet She’s the queen, the woman above She’s so obscene, she doesn’t need your love thanks to Sandra Cisneros
2.
Rosabelle 03:15
My name is Rosabelle, I was a Texas whore Dispatched from this sweet world at the age of twenty-four He was an evil man, beard like twisted wire Bowie knife at the hips, grin full of sick desire He filled me with such fear I haven’t left this place For over a hundred years, I’ve occupied this space The home I worked and died in is now a music hall Where young folks come to drink and dance to rock n roll The ladies fix their hair, they barely know I’m here Even when they squint real hard when looking in the mirror I miss having a body, though I never grew old I’m tired of hangin’ round these stupid girls, and the bathroom is awful cold
3.
Waco 03:12
Welcome to Waco, you can’t cuss at our show Welcome to Waco, you can’t cuss at our show Replace all fucks & shits with “Aw, doggone it” Replace all fucks & shits with “Aw, fudge nuggets!” Whoohoo This is a sober show, throw out yr Four Lokos This is a sober show, throw out yr Four Lokos Throw out yr Fireballs, or else you’ll tear out our walls Throw out yr Fireballs, but bring your Topo Chicos! Whoohoo Jesus loves you, he is so far above you Jesus loves you, he’s looking way down on you He died for your sins, you’ve got the Devil within He died for your sins, we’ve got the Devil within, whoo Whoohoo
4.
People moving, ppl ppl moving, A line B line C line, go Kindly step up this escalator, look at all the faces you don’t know People moving, ppl ppl moving, navigate through tiny halls Me dispiache, I’m a dumb Americana, the world’s so big and I’m so small Oh Heathrow, please tell me where to go Follow the signs, I’ll ride with the flow Lost in the clouds, I feel so alone Call up my work friend and she’ll drive me home People moving, ppl ppl moving, push your way through narrow streets Motorscooter almost ran me over, knocked me off of my city feet People moving, ppl ppl moving, whip out your phone, prove you were here Show my friends, they know I’m a tourist, when home’s far my head is clear Oh Firenze, will you be my friend? Cobblestone streets, sunshine never ends Lost in the crowd, do I still belong? So far from home, hey, but I’ll write a song
5.
Spacesuit 04:26
God zips up your spacesuit, you’re gonna take a ride God zips up your spacesuit, now take a look inside Watch the pretty patterns, then let them drag you down Goodnight, friends who flatter, girl, give up yr crown God squeezes but She doesn’t choke, I’ll be all right tomorrow You say I’ll be okay, I hope I threw up all my sorrow Feel the horrors drag me in, I’m sweaty, nasty, drenched in sin Tomorrow I’ll begin again, tonight I’ll try to sleep My tummy’s hurting deep, tonight I’ll try to sleep Ignore these walls that creep Feel the big vibrations, will you be my strongman? Feel the big vibrations, I’m scared, won’t you hold my hand? I saw my bloody birth & I watched my brother’s death Lay me down on the bed & give me sweet caress God squeezes but She doesn’t choke, I’ll be all right tomorrow You say I’ll be okay, I hope I threw up all my sorrow Yr Neptune baby’s lying sick, shiny chocolates pulled a trick, Colors buzzing wild and thick, tonight I’ll try to sleep My tummy’s hurting deep, tonight I’ll try to sleep Ignore these walls that creep

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released September 1, 2018

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