Phil Ochs - Miranda Lyrics
Pre>e dDo you have a problem,E dWould you like someone to solve them,E d b7Would you like someone to share in your misery?E a g a gNow, I dont know the answer, but I know a flamenco dancerA g b7Who will dance for you if you will dance for meChorus:E a eHer names mirandaF#m b7Shes a rudolph valentino fanF#m b7And she doesnt claim to understandA d eShe bakes brownies for the boys in the band.Early sunday morningWhen the sermon lines are formingAnd saturday night is the memories that it gave.Shes busy in the pantry, far away from elmer gantryWho is busy baking souls that he may save.Everybodys soul but miranda (chorus)The dice of death are callingWhile the truck of time is fallingBy the thumb stuck out on the highway of the years.The tollgate at the turnpike is ignored by those who hitch-hikeAnd the howard johnson food is made of fearBut not miranda (chorus)The sun burnt skin is peelingOn the dotors who are healingAnd the license plates are laughing on the car.The pain is so excitingAnd everyones invitingYou to look upon their operation scars.But not miranda (chorus)The condiments are clashingWhile commercial planes are crashingAnd the music of the evening is so sweetNow fully in agreementOh, their feet have found the cementAnd they all believe the signs are on the streetHer names miranda (chorus)In the bar were gin and scotchingWhile the fbi is watchingThey are tape recording every other wordThe bartender is bleedingPardon me, I just was leavingAs another clever voice repeats absurdBut not miranda (chorus)(repeat first verse)/pre>