jenny brought the bottle home
\n she said she’d like to celebrate her birthday
\n pretending to forget the past
\n passing out just like she did that last night
\n when they took her keys away
\n she’s a ghost without a name
\n but everybody loves her just the same<\/p>\n
jenny took the painting down,
\n the one with bob and tupac riding bareback
\n riding stallions into sunset
\n setting hooves against the desert dust
\n righteous warriors making up for what we lack
\n they remind her of the rain
\n the way she washes out again and again<\/p>\n
she said she wants to be a movie star
\n wants to live out of her car
\n wants to make her own way, make her own way<\/p>\n
she knows what this is all about
\n she wants to find her own way out
\n of paper bags and zigs and zags well….<\/p>\n
anyway, the point is we’re all dying here
\n don’t you wanna live before you go?
\n the point is we’re all dying here
\n the point is we’re all dying here
\n and don’t forget to live<\/p>\n
jenny took the long way home
\n she said she didn’t want to see her sister
\n it took her much too much to hide
\n the secret she’d been secretly withholding
\n without hinting to anyone
\n that she’d finally gone and got the gun
\n soon her worldly troubles would be done<\/p>\n
jenny’d been a quiet bird
\n the kind you never thought to ever think about
\n thinking she could get along
\n getting lost in longing like a raging river wild
\n guess she’d really been a river child
\n living only for a dream
\n dreaming only of her vanishing<\/p>\n
she said she wants to be a movie star
\n wants to live out of her car
\n wants to make her own way, make her own way<\/p>\n
she knows what this is all about
\n she wants to find her own way out
\n of paper bags and zigs and zags and naggings and<\/p>\n
anyway, the point is we’re all dying here
\n don’t you wanna live before you go?
\n the point is we’re all dying here
\n the point is we’re all dying here
\n and don’t forget to live<\/p>\n
jenny brought the bottle home she said she’d like to celebrate her birthday pretending to forget the past passing out just like she did that last night when they took her keys away she’s a ghost without a name but everybody loves her just the same jenny took the painting down, the one with bob […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"bgseo_title":"","bgseo_description":"","bgseo_robots_index":"","bgseo_robots_follow":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[131],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-208","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lyrics"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.folkrockdiva.com\/2020\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/208","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.folkrockdiva.com\/2020\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.folkrockdiva.com\/2020\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.folkrockdiva.com\/2020\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.folkrockdiva.com\/2020\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=208"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.folkrockdiva.com\/2020\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/208\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.folkrockdiva.com\/2020\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=208"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.folkrockdiva.com\/2020\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=208"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.folkrockdiva.com\/2020\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=208"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}