Lyrics Judy Garland - Frog

Judy Garland

excuse me darlin to disturb you
could you spare a bit of what the lord’s left for you
bless your solemn unending virtue
lest your savior up desert you
jesus couldn’t quell the pains of americas in trucks and trains and tractor
trailers on the range barmen counting their change and goldwin mayer fred
astaire slicking back his oily hair snort benzedrine off of a mirror,
slaps her ass how are you dear and all the preachers whistle nervous stare
down devils in the back of churches, meet their luscious daughter in the smalls
beneath the boughs of birches
judy garland hit the bathroom floor of her cold apartment 'bove a chelsea store
and all the drag queens and all the whores couldn’t get poor judy back up off
of her laurels and judy
wanna put my foot down on manhattan
make it float down like a boogie board
see the water bulging through the avenue
watch the cool kids look out their window bored as their mother drops the
rolling pin the radio says
judy garland hit the bathroom floor of her cold apartment 'bove a chelsea store
and all the drag queens and all the whores couldn’t get poor judy back up off
of her laurels and judy
judy garland you’re a beauty darlin