Sandra’s Stuff

Lyrics

Sandra's stuff's on the lawn People are staring The fuzz has been called Sandra has lost the plot And both her shoes I was somebody's lover Daughter and mother Oh, I was somebody's I was somebody I was somebody's I was somebody's And now my yellow boot's on the lawn Oh, people are staring Sandra's stuff's on the lawn You'd think there'd be memories There are some, but mostly a tremble A static cling she can't cut free Oh, so she swims in it That house where his nose wrinkled How she wanted out How it felt so quickly How she still sees his face sometimes in dreams Suspended on a silver platter Gleaming How it's only dust or it's gone Oh, but where are you baby? When I've been floating I never know it 'Til it's long gone I had this bad dream That somebody loves me for all that rot When I'm not What I'd hoped to be But there's a hole in my bucket Oh, there's a hole in my bucket, mom There's a hole in my bucket Can't no monkey fill it There's a hole Oh, there's a hole All of the time Tell me you're mine Oh, my love Oh, my love Oh, my love Oh, my love