Miss Liberty

I'm Miss Liberty

Give me your junkies

your irresponsible drummers

I've swept my halls clean of clean

Your kitchen raiders your wingtip dayrunners

Go plant your flags and make your

Promise to my promised land

And we'll make love to the new frontier

In the hot beach sand

You'll hold me like a drowning man

And come at me too human and then

Drag me down again and leave me

Broken like a spine

Split open like a melon that's been

Dropped from a high high place

Broken like a spine

Split open like a melon that's been dropped

I like this country she's like a whore

Who loves her junkies

Who loves all her sad outlaws

Lifts up her skirt to tease and flirt

With the wretched who have washed up at her shores

When we die i hope someone's god

Takes us in like immigrants

And we'll make love in the leftover light

Of heaven's tenements

You'll hold me like a drowning man

And come at me too human

Drag me down again and leave me

Broken like a spine

Split open like a melon that's been

Dropped from a high high place

Broken like a spine

Split open like a melon that's been dropped

Yes

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yes