Jana Hunter
babies
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Forget the middle
Being what's played
Gypsies have babies
Just the same
You know my name
You just do
That don't mean
I told it to you
Into my life, water came
With it regret and shame
Down to the banks
Frozen and strained
Flushed-faced, cold-handed
Hopped up on cocaine
For many reasons
I left my home
Most of the reasons
I still don't know
I meet my friends
In the places I stay
That don't mean
I don't know my own way
Into my life, water came
With it regret and shame
Down to the banks was the refrain
Flushed-faced, cold-handed
Hopped up on cocaine
- Album:
- The Golden Apples of the Sun
- Devendra Banhart / Jana Hunter
- Blank Unstaring Heirs of Doom
- Love Above All: 11 Tracks Compiled by Devendra Banhart
- Carrion
- Motel Mozaïque 2008 Sampler
- Daytrotter Session
- Jana Hunter / Devendra Banhart
- SXSW 2006 Showcasing Artists
- SXSW 2007 Showcasing Artists
- Carrion EP