"Arnica Montana"
(written by Kristin Hersh)
That baby's so simian
I guess we never evolved completely
You can see it in me
A naked grass widow moment
Did you see his beautiful eyes
In the red twilight?
We've done our time in the pressure-cooker
On arnica montana
With the desperate tearing down the highway
Like we've got no place to stay
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
A fulgent fourth-grader
Dressed in nylon and blue
A sheepish smile just
for you
We've done our time in the pressure-cooker
On arnica montana
With
the desperate tearing down the highway
Like we've got no place to stay
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
We
lit our caps and fingernails
And leaves behind the back porch
Through the smoke,
four shining eyes
The future's later, everybody's here
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
