by Kristin Hersh on album Miscellaneous

A man made of butterfat Careening around on a Sno Cat And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road grease The yellow lines look blue Snow buries Whi

by Kristin Hersh on album Miscellaneous

It was all passion misunderstood All passion mislaid I'm on a mission by mistake And I hate it, I lost every friend I ever made But I like it too much I like it too much, I like it And junkie hearts

by Kristin Hersh on album Miscellaneous

My earliest memory Is of holding up a sparkler High up to the darkest sky Some 4th of July spectacular I shook it with an urgency I'll never ever be able to repeat At times I might could be accused O

by Kristin Hersh on album Miscellaneous

Lovely empty baseball field Just one of the places to sun Like a hot pink kite with no string Heads rolling You make heads roll Whistle the day away Whistle one day away You make headway Drift till

by Kristin Hersh on album Sky Motel

Walk a mile, then walk another mile When you hit the fog, rehearse your smile Underground, it's quiet underground Rolling in like thunder makes no sound Peace of mind and empty all the time Like san

by Kristin Hersh on album Miscellaneous

Arrest the boy, warm between the eyes As he jackknifes into winter Stung like a cutthroat trout in the cathedral heat, in the cathedral heat Sick as a dog, shaking like a leaf You have to look close t

by Kristin Hersh on album The Grotto

A man made of butterfat Careening around on a Sno-Cat And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road grease The yellow lines look blue Snow covers Whi

by Kristin Hersh on album The Grotto

I would bet You don't care So I pray to the ether I thought the city air would hear me whisper When the blue expanse of morning comes You sleep while I stalk the sun, like a baby I don't break an icy

by Kristin Hersh on album Daytrotter Session

A man made of butterfat Careening around on a Sno-Cat And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road grease The yellow lines look blue Snow covers Whi

by Kristin Hersh on album The Shady Circle

A man made of butterfat Careening around on a Sno-Cat And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road grease The yellow lines look blue Snow covers Whi

by Kristin Hersh on album Mississippi Studios Live, Volume III

A man made of butterfat Careening around on a Sno-Cat And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road grease The yellow lines look blue Snow covers Whi

by Kristin Hersh on album 2002-05-02: Bar 608, Somerville, MA, USA

I would bet You don't care So I pray to the ether I thought the city air would hear me whisper When the blue expanse of morning comes You sleep while I stalk the sun, like a baby I don't break an icy

by Kristin Hersh on album Instant Live: 2005-01-28: The Paradiso, Boston, MA, USA

A man made of butterfat Careening around on a Sno-Cat And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road grease The yellow lines look blue Snow covers Whi

by Kristin Hersh on album Mississippi Candlelight

I would bet You don't care So I pray to the ether I thought the city air would hear me whisper When the blue expanse of morning comes You sleep while I stalk the sun, like a baby I don't break an icy

by Kristin Hersh on album Mississippi Candlelight

A man made of butterfat Careening around on a Sno-Cat And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road grease The yellow lines look blue Snow covers Whi

by Kristin Hersh on album The Grotto

I would bet You don't care So I pray to the ether I thought the city air would hear me whisper When the blue expanse of morning comes You sleep while I stalk the sun, like a baby I don't break an icy

by Kristin Hersh on album The Grotto

A man made of butterfat Careening around on a Sno-Cat And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road grease The yellow lines look blue Snow covers Whi

by Kristin Hersh on album Sky Motel

Walk a mile, then walk another mile When you hit the fog rehearse your smile Underground, it's quiet underground Rolling in like thunder makes no sound Peace of mind and empty all the time Like s

by Kristin Hersh on album Sky Motel

Walk a mile, then walk another mile When you hit the fog rehearse your smile Underground, it's quiet underground Rolling in like thunder makes no sound Peace of mind and empty all the time Like s

by Kristin Hersh on album Sky Motel

Walk a mile, then walk another mile When you hit the fog rehearse your smile Underground, it's quiet underground Rolling in like thunder makes no sound Peace of mind and empty all the time Like s