I’m big and proud all over, not just on the stage
My secret self has many sides that laugh and crash and stare
I’m red and thick like fire. I like it from behind.
But ram to lamb and red to white,
I’m pure and sad and silent.
Chorus:
I’ve got a piece of my heart on the sole of your shoe,
I’ve got a little bit of thunder trapped inside of a cloud
That dog in you spit me out into the Mississippi.
Who would love my many selves,
The wife, the bitch, the rapunzel?
The one who cries and calls for you,
the one who is always alone?
Chorus
Oh Mississippi come and wash me pain away
Oh Mississippi come and take my pain away
I feel I’m drowning
I feel I'm drowning
I feel I'm...
I feel I'm...
...dying.
