A Cursed Miss Maybellene

Let’s start a band, we’ll call ourselves A Cursed Miss Maybellene
I’ve got a practice amp and drum set we can use
We’ll build a bomb made up of slogans painted A to Z
And let the post-punk modern history light the fuse
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
We won’t defend the bangs or badly drawn boy Plasticine
We count them cursed among the richest of the thieves
Another Tuesday night at Max’s Kansas City looms
Cardboard guitars cut out for riffs play metal leads
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
Claimed witness to the fall and saw the death of rock’n’roll
Picked up the pieces at Gomorrah’s jubilee
Just barely noticed by the art punks and the Velvet’s fans
Still never managed to escape obscurity
By '81 we’d ushered in the brave casino sound
A fatal list of fashion points and played 'em dead
We called on Shelly, also known as Shirley Shirley pops
To help us change it all to something new instead
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene
(Miss Maybellene)
A Cursed Miss Maybellene