Carla Bley & Paul Haines - Detective Writer Daughter lyrics

JACK: Detective writer of English she was once the Queen of Sweden. Her father's horse was something like a house Dad was a German where they lived. One time the leader was murdered and they all threw fits harmonious with the times. Everybody in the house was sick Their faces were like that. LEADER: All everybody saw was one thing and it kept looking at them. JACK or LEADER: Everything was comfortable beforehand Things were melancholy and industrial. Ginger hoped never to see that pale house again She was tired of people disliking her for how interesting she was. While in the street there's Ginger wagging her tail between my legs (the only lesson I've learned is the one I'm learning) and in the street there are goats and horses and there are cars with horns. LEADER: She had a hard time forgetting the house JACK: Everybody it seemed was k**ing horses. VIVA: Smalltown agonist for whom exactness is that which hair is flesh to He influences her to suit his character.