Lyrics Wicked Wanda - Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks

Wicked Wanda

Wicked, wicked Wanda
What was it that spawned ya
Who’s responsible for your trash?
Oh pretty little spider
With Hollywood inside her insider
And no time to accommodate
The chicken scratch the bare-ass back forever
Avoid your scream, paralyze dream forever
Wicked, wicked Wanda
I’d rather date rawanda
Than be involved in your moral trap
Oh pretty little spider
With Hollywood inside her
And no time to accommodate
Venom kicks, one-eyed jick, a feather
The basement screams, apparently forever
Do be free of doubt and longing
Simple clarity belonging
In a role untouched by history
To be part of something vaster than yourself
The frozen plaster
Break out of your core categories
Strike me square into the arms of the air
Strike me square into the arms of the air
Stories not reality, I feel like a junk contraption
Truth is I can’t shake this vile fear
When I spaceout I’m direct
I got no ego to reflect with
Free to be a temperamental tear
Strike me square into the arms of the air
Strike me square into the arms of the air