Bracing for Sunday
Neko Case
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I dropped my gloves into the stove Hymns echoed out the grate I fell in love with those electric lights That drug me into town so late To nimble, cunning, clever nights I railed behind them, deputized To scrape the lens of Christian eyes, I'm a Friday night girl Bracing for Sunday to come I only ever held one love, Her name was Mary Anne She died having a child by her brother He died because I murdered him. I shot him through his jelly eye And I won myself his wicked life, Now I thread-the-needle waltz through mine, I'm a Friday night girl Bracing for Sunday to come. Emptied onto shifting sheets, Staring rosary holes in my ceiling, Waiting for my purpose to deliver, And reveal itself to me But all I hear are subway trains Bang against their bedrock lanes So I bang a little too... I'm a Friday night girl Bracing for Sunday to come Bracing for Sunday to come.
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Written by: Neko Case, Paul Rigby
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