A Gull

Perhaps I’m strong enough to break now
We got lost, hang loose
The Ku Klux Klan is in my kitchen
And your mama’s cooked a goose

She’s sayin: You don’t know what it’s like to be a woman
You don’t know, you don't know what it’s like to love a man
Every man around, every man around will make you want him, girl
Every man around, every man around will make you wanna break his heart

Perhaps I’m strong enough to break now
And I’m not staying here no more.
The Ku Klux Klan is in our kitchen
Hey there, mama, let’s cut loose

Desire is a bird, a beard, a bloody thing
So hard to respect, so easy to break
Our love it’s just a fir, a fawn, a flown, a floody thing,
Break it and the crack is whole.
Don’t stay inside now. Be a gull.
They ride the storm