Sucia

Ah Sucia, Lucia is
In town from Santa Cruz
She’s got a leather jacket on her back
And her band’s got a new track
But it’s 18 minutes long and who’s got time
For that?
Our late night kid
You know she’s got a new
Just another brown-haired girl
But they don’t share the same world
Oh, what a shame…
Oh, what a shame
As it all comes to me, yeah
The world comes to me
Yeah, they all come to me
Yeah, the world comes to me
We’re the land of the free
Home of the brave
Where we dig our own graves
No souls to be saved
Only stories and cigarettes to trade