Country music sung in bars
& when she sings the revolution's near
Beauty holds the microphone
& watches as we stumble home
& she can see the revolution now
Dirt & fish & trees & houses
Smoke & hands up women's blouses
Not like I expected it would be
Bubbles pop in every size
It's analyzed & criticized
& beauty knows that it is almost here
Beauty goes to her address
She shuts the door and climbs the stairs
& when she sleeps the revolution grows
Beauty rests on mattress strings
Wearing just her underthings
& when she wakes the revolution's here
& when she wakes the revolution's here
Amplifiers & old guitars Country music sung in bars & when she sings the revolution's near Beauty holds the microphone & watches as we stumble home & she can see the revolution now Dirt & fish & trees & houses Smoke & hands up women's blouses Not like I expected it would be Bubbles pop in every size It's analyzed & criticized & beauty knows that it is almost here Beauty goes to her address She shuts the door and climbs the stairs & when she sleeps the revolution grows Beauty rests on mattress strings Wearing just her underthings & when she wakes the revolution's here & when she wakes the revolution's here Explain Request ×
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