Marigold

歌詞

I used to be married Now I drag around the ring on a sling In a barrel of salt She gave me her twenties Gave her a painting by my mother Of a couple of marigolds I've barely been in my body Since Obama, is it karma, this whole drama? Now my home ain't my home And there's nowhere I can be And nobody I can trust So I'm just riding on this bus till I'm gone She dyed my clothes with marigold When they got old and pitiful The pigment is so beautiful But the stains are still visible This is not a parable This is real, it's painful Me and my demands were a handful Mostly she lived up to her name, though Last stop Man, you gotta get off I gotta take it on back to the depot Last stop Come on, pal, you gotta get off That Starbucks right there's open, mi amigo She dyed this coat with marigold But the stain is still visible This mess is not repairable And the aftertaste is terrible Last stop Come on, man, you gotta get off I gotta get it back to the depot Last stop, yo, bro, time to get off What, you ain't got no people? I used to be married Now I carry around the ring on a sling In a barrel of salt If you can just give us some ideas from your life Uh, how terrible your life has been, I would be glad to add that to my small repertoire