Grace Kelly Blues

The cut great mindwalking through the dirty streets

Of paris in the hot august heat

Sun melts in the fake

Smile away

Just looking for a place to stay

The actress gave up all her old dreams

And traded up, now she is a queen

Royal families dont have time

For that shit

Your crystall ball you keep it hid

The tractor trailer driver radios

Help me someone Im out here on my own

Truck drives from the black night away

Praying for the light of day

The kid in the mall works a hot dog on a stick

His head is a funny shape his heart is a brick

Taking your order he willlook away

He doesnt have a thing to say

But me Im feeling pretty good as of now

Im not so sure when I got here and how

Sun melt in the fake

Smile away

I think you know Ill be ok