Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 4th of July, artist - Ani DiFranco. Album song Puddle Dive, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 13.02.1993
Record label: Righteous Babe, United For Opportunity
Song language: English
4th of July |
You gotta have the right tools |
For every job |
So i invite myself in |
Through a hole in the fence |
I am tripping through the junkyard |
Scanning over the piles |
The thin cats raise their skin in defense |
I know he’s watching me |
I can see him through the cracks |
His eyes are small and shy on my back |
He says his name is jason |
He lives in the last trailer on the right |
And he’ll be seven |
On the fourth of july |
Only the people who live here |
Know the name of this place |
My path through iowa would be |
Hard to trace |
All the adults in this town |
Try not to frown |
When i walk by |
But jason smiled at me |
He met my eye |
He don’t ask me |
Where i’m from |
Or why i came |
Here alone |
We all go looking for paradise |
Then we go back home |
We cut out the small talk |
Go right to the way things are |
He showed me his squirrel skull |
I told him i locked myself out of my car |
So there goes the only friend |
I have in iowa |
His hand flapping behind him |
Waving good-bye |
His name is jason |
He lives in the last trailer on the right |
And he’ll be seven |
On the fourth of july |