Michael Stipe Your Capricious Soul
[Verse 1]
Honey's got, got, got a new feeling
Honey peeled herself off the ceiling
Because God, God, God is revealing
How to serve your body
How to serve your mind
Searching your capricious soul
[Verse 2]
So you post, post, post on the weekend
And you pretend you are a seeker
When they all come, loving and looking
You are writing a tell-all, tell-all, sugar
You are leaving nothing out
[Verse 3]
Godspeed baby, blessings
Gob-smacked, baby
And this party's in your honor
Pass
[Bridge]
Your mother's worried
Is this in your favor?
And your pastor's crying
And the birds are dying
Or they might as well be
They might as well be
[Verse 4]
Now, the paper's calling
And the photos flashing
And the fashion's changing
Fast
Yeah, the paper's calling
And the photos flashing
And the fashion's changing
Fast