Diane Cluck - Modern Day Lyrics
Kids outside are throwing rocksmodern day stoningmodern day crueltymodern day torturethis is what fuels meand this day’s a scorcherhow do you love me, love me, love me ?let me count the wayswhy do you shove me, shove me, shove meunderneath the waves ?your hands in my hair,you pull me downis this a joke until we drown ?modern day drowningsmodern day crueltymodern day dealings always unspool methings arise to compliment each otherthe skin, when burned, weeps its own waterthe woman, now grown, gives birth to a daughterwho carries a torch of hot, white lighteverything is rightthe dull reflects the brightand the bright shows off the dullcuz the window needs the wallwe spent our time on an untamed beachwhere rocks thrust up from sandwe spent our money on sun-warmed fruitsthat broke open & wept in our handsmodern day,m o d e r n d a y,modern daythis day’s a scorcher !