Grace Songtext

von Grant Lee Buffalo

If I was the Lone Ranger
Hiding behind a mask
Wouldn't be any danger
To the questions I ask
What ya say Pocahontas
Trade in your feathers and beads
For an electric blanket
And a packet of cigs
"You bet", that's what she said
If I had me a needle
For every bubble that popped
I could bind them all up like one
And you would hear that pin drop
Like a gun shot
Like a Shot
And if I was a world leader
I would not mislead the world
I would not miss anything
MIss America knows
That it's only a pageant
That it's only a show
There isn't even film in the camera
These aren't even my clothes
Miss America knows
You remember Houdini
Who, not a shackle could hold
Carved a trap door into heaven
To escape growin' old
Guess he just couldn't hack it
He bundled up for the cold
Double-breasted straightjacket
French handcuffs of gold
He escaped growin' old.