Hawksley Workman Girls On Crutches
Pretty girls are walking around
They're walking on crutches barely making a sound
They're calling up their boyfriends to come fetch them
after work
Cuz their legs are getting tired form the dancing they've
been doing trying to make it in the city
And you wanna feel bad for them
Home cook a meal for them
DIal up their mothers who can hardly wait to see them
Going out the door back to college or university
Supposedly
Can't see straight i've got spots on my lens
I can't look forward only speka in past tense
I got being for my purpose
But no purpose for my being here
It's better just to look away when everything is falling
down
In the city
When the broken legs are looking pretty
The fact of the matter is
What's buried under here is
You gotta go to school if you want a career
You've got to summon up the forces that are there to tie
you down
You've got to rest that broken leg and just be glad it's
not a broken heart in the city
Cuz a broken heart is never pretty
