
Surefoot Sonia Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Surefoot Sonia steals the stage
Says she's a mucked-up freaked-out chick
Tugs at another tucked-in fold
From the file of forgotten myths
She'll swoop to woo the misfit tribes
From prophecies of gloom
Then bid them by the shifting tide
To cheat the waxing moon
Her double-fisted backhand
Hides a double-edging swerve
'Cos we know she thinks the answer is
Just to dope away the hurt
She'll calculate precisely
The assault upon our nerves
But will one so blind ever reap
The contempt that she deserves?
Can't you see that she's not worth feeding?
Don't you see that she has to starve?
The cost incurred if you ease her bleeding
Will be the price you'll pay when you raise your guard
Wrat and Tripper rumble in
With raunchy tales to tell
They'll flick a half-chewed snatch of gum
In the hippy wishing well
They'll pledge themselves to every 'cause
Then scan the sky for God's applause
But they'll lose their grip and break their claws
As they ride the road to hell
How they'll hide when the vulture's yearning
And they'll ask if it's all worthwhile
Is there no way that they'll learn by learning
No redress from each others' trial?
Bold Beata bikes on by
Braves her heartmelt song
She twists to sneer at deafened ears
That are judging right from wrong
She turns to jibe at blinded eyes
As they race to chase the sun
Saying 'You can choose your own disguise
To shield your eyes and run!'
Now she'll hide with the vultures yearning
And she'll ask if it's all worthwhile
Is there no way that we'll learn by learning
No redress from each others' trial?
Surefoot Sonia steals the stage
But she's a messed-up fessed-out kid
She tears another token page
From the file of forgotten myths
She'll swoop to woo the misfit tribes
From prophecies of gloom
Then bid them by the shifting tide
To cheat the waxing moon
She'll swoop to woo the misfit tribes
From prophecies of gloom
Then bid them by the shifting tide
To cheat the waxing moon