Juliana Hatfield We're Not In Charleston Anymore
I'm going down into the valley
The valley of Utah
I hope I don't find her
I wanna change my ways
Change my todays, today
So I'm puttin' on blinders
Into the hurricane
We're not in Charleston anymore
She is well-protected
Guarded by the fury
The hellhounds at her feet
She's got a strange child
A two-headed baby
One head speaks French
One never eats
Don't like me
Into the hurricane
We're not in Charleston anymore more more
I have the torment of Tantalus
We're not in Charleston anymore more
Ah...we're not in Charleston anymore more
Ah...
She is a firework
The fourth of July
Rocket to the moon
Yeah she's a super strain
She's got a great big bed
A flyin' carpet to hell
To head off the hurricane
Into the hurricane
We're not in Charleston anymore more more more
I have the torment of Tantalus
We're not in Charleston anymore more
Ah...We're not in Charleston anymore
Ah...We're not in Charleston anymore more more
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