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lirik lagu highway gods and aliens – rebecca karpen

i’ve been waiting for a while
since i ran off from the aisle
that collared dress
was cutting me
off
i’ve been sitting in seattle
well
ain’t that half the battle
knowing yourself
well enough
to be leaving
when the lights’ve
grown too
hot?

my toenails are broken
my shirt’s ripped right open
i’ve been chewing off
the sides of my
lip
heard the beasts in the alley
call themselves
“bonnie” and “sally”
and offering to take me
on a trip
“ooh, well me?
i’ll go anywhere!”
i
quipped

bonnie used to be a sculptor
‘fore she learned to please a man
but should’ve
known that that was coming
was always so good with her hands
he broke into her kitchen
threw her art out on the floor
left her cash
as she was
running out the door
now she’s been
hiding from
that bristled buck
and working as
a
wh-r-

sally’s not much of a talker
she’s been knitting
bon a scarf
to cover up the scar
on her lip
so men can’t see it
in the dark
she smiled at a novelist
then he left her
in the snow
now she’s got two scarves
drawn up on her wrists
calls ’em
“marlon”
and i think
“brando”

we drove off to michigan
not knowing
where to run
i’ve been thinking for a while
of my father
and his gun
firing it
at the folks
who he said had been disturbed
clawing
at the buildings
and mangling
their words

when i was down in michigan
said they could leave me here
went into
a dusked motel
showed them my bra
for a beer
the owner
well he’s a narcissist
and likes kicking at the rocks
when he’s not sitting
at the poolside
and admiring
his socks

i walked from there
to illinois
where i grew up
in the fall
but got paralyzed
and incontinent
when i saw the shadows
on the wall
i slept down
in a field that night
not knowing
where to hide
is he still running off
to get me?
i will not
become his bride

i guess someone must have
told the man
i was resting in the corn
woke up
to a stark black colony
standing on my hair
badge
and hat
adorned
they brought me in
to see the worst
as all my faith was shorn
tendered into
some kind of smock
delivered to
the devil’s
first son born

his teeth were crooked
and out of sync
he laughed
as if to clear the air
but it only caused me to cough
and hardened
up
the atmosphere
he chuckled as i was sputtering
“why, you look worse for wear
didn’t know you
still liked
to run
now come on
back my dear
you’ve been burnt up
by the sun”

i turned to barrel
out the door
but their forearms
all were c-cked
he said “oh c’mon here darlin’
see i’d only like to talk
you’ve got blood on your wedding gown
you thought
you had knocked
me off?
honey-child
your mind is a barricade
from things you can’t
abscond”

there are highway gods
and aliens
i’ve been praying to them
since they shut me up
in the clink
don’t know if i
believe in ’em
anymore
in truth, i’ve gained more
from the kitchen sink
i hear them sometimes
wandering
catch the curtness in their words
‘bout two girls who died out west
and a balding motel manager
all strangled
by
some sort
of bridal
dress

- rebecca karpen

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