The Drifter from 56 Fishes by Mettātopia

The Drifter

Maybe at the time there are bullet holes in the side of her car
It's time to start asking some serious questions

Rollin along
Wherever I take it
No going wrong
As long as I make it

A philosopher, or
A peripatetic drifter
Who's to know?
She's beautiful!
She’s beautiful

Persecuted
Persecuted
Driven out
Driven out
Misunderstood
So misunderstood, misunderstood, I wish I could explain it
What’s the other side of that story
Do four out of five doctors agree?
And what’s going on
What’s going on
with the other one?

It’s gonna take blind trust, my friend
Are you there for it?

Rollin’ along
wherever I take it
no going wrong
long as I make it

So misunderstood, misunderstood, I wish I could explain it

Kicked to the curb
Or so she says
All alone
No wonder she can’t trust anybody
She’ll just take their wallet
Didn’t mean to make you cry
But now that you are…
Surely you understand

Rollin’ along
wherever I take it
no going wrong
long as I make it

So misunderstood, misunderstood, I wish I could explain it
This is no time for blind trust my friend

So misunderstood, misunderstood, I wish I could explain it

Run away
run away
Run away
Run away now!

Run away
run away
Run away
Run away now!

(giggle)

Whew!
That was a close call.

• Electronic
• Spoken Word
• alternative pop
• experimental electronic
• indie pop
• pop
• quirky
• quirky pop
• synthpop
• Boston