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Lot's Youngest Daughter
Copyright 2004 G. Enns (ASCAP)
We know at an early age
Our salad days won’t end,
But now they seem quite fleeting
Before they’ve had a chance to begin.
You’re not as skinny as you were
In your Roller Town days,
Skating backward in a dress.
Well, I’ve seen pictures of your earlier school days;
You look like teenage Nico in a dress.
Do you still roll
Through the spotlight
Against the wall,
Your heart in a disco ball,
In a city that’s about to fall?
You talk to a preacher every night in the dark
Of this sacred Mennonite meeting house
About the whispers in your ear,
Hoping it’s your burned up fiancé you hear.
He lights a candle in the dark
And asks just where you’ve been today in your head.
"Skating backward in a dress.
Now moving forward under pain and duress."
Do you still roll
Through the spotlight
Against the wall?
Do you still roll
Through the spotlight
Against the wall,
Your heart in a disco ball?
Ice Capades
Copyright 2004 G. Enns (ASCAP)
In the middle of the Ice Capades
You spotted your boy,
A jaded Olympian
From a country the war destroyed.
Tell ‘em just what you’re after.
He threw a Salchow in his Viking suit,
An old medal ‘round his neck,
Innsbruck ‘76,
And saluted a fat crowd
With a big smile a fat crowd would appreciate,
With a big smile a fat crowd would never forget.
Tell ‘em just what you’re after.
But you knew him then,
Oh, he was yours,
A back street scrounger,
Olympic Village
Lover of women
In wintertime
In a bed the world
Deplored every night,
And there was something in his eyes
And in his sad and cocky voice
That made you want to stay
Made you touch his girlish face,
And when the ice had all but melted
And the world all disappeared,
There was nothing left to skate on
But the dreams he’d always feared
He’d be stuck with in the end,
He’d be stuck with in the end,
But the dreams he’d always feared
He’d be stuck with in the end,
In the end, oh in the end,
In the end, oh in the end,
Tell ‘em just what you’re after.
And the dreams you’ve always feared
Are the dreams he’s always feared,
Oh, the dreams you’ve always feared
In the end.
Tell ‘em just what you’re after.
So what’s in store for you and George?
You’re now in the arms of a god the world forgot,
The world forgot.
Marriage Arranged
Copyright 2004 G. Enns (ASCAP)
Step on board, the train’s about to roll
Grab your bags and check your ticket, go
You’re leaving Rome for good
You can see the green of passing seas
Beyond the Andalee, the end of Eve
Still you think you’re all mixed up
He had a fine pedigree
Still you think you’re all mixed up
You had a sure guarantee
They took your yesterday
And said you had to stay
You pushed them all away
You said “I know what’s right for me
“As a girl, as a girl
“What’s right for me, what’s right for me.”