Lyrics The Passage of the Black Gene - Elvis Perkins

The Passage of the Black Gene

I saw a woman
out in the evening
going her Mary way
up a city block
Stricken by a strange pose
bent out of shape
the pose of a puppet
master gone
Looking up and in
to a light across the road
she froze for a moment
then moved on
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When I came to
where she’d been
I looked around for a mirror
and found in its place a billboard
Beaming down a model
in the echo of her body
selling, no yelling, yelling
the black jean
And looking up and in
to the light across the road
I froze for a moment
then moved on
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dada da
'Take it off of me
We’ll live this way forever
I’ll make you the fairest babe
that’s ever been'
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