The weak and the strong

[Intro]
Tie-dye tee in a church-town pew
Bare feet on the old hardwood
Hair like summer in a snowstorm
She don’t fit but she feels so good (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Cornfield corners, county-line borders, I was sworn I’d never see this sort of aura in the mortar of a
One-stoplight, all-night, same-fight, blame-right town where the gossip get louder than the Torah at a
Sunday sermon, everybody wearin' same jeans, same name, same faith, same frown, same hurry
Then she swirl in, pearl grin, whirlwind, burlap bag, little dragon on the strap, no worry
Patchwork pants, henna on her hands, made plans in the margin of a civics test
Talking ‘bout stars and the scars on the land, how the soil need love, how we all need rest
I’m running my syllables, minimal intervals, spinning like a pinwheel, cynical, typical kid in a cage
She laugh at my literal, pivot my visual, suddenly the grain-silo sky look stage

[Pre-Chorus]
She said, “Why you talk so fast?
Like you’re racing your own breath?”
I said, “That’s how we live round here”
She said, “Maybe try singing instead”

[Chorus]
Hippy girl from the most unlikely place
Singing in a field by the old highway
Spinning like a record in a farm-town haze
Hippy girl, yeah, you’re changing my days
Hippy girl from the most unlikely place
Laughing like the world’s gonna be okay
Got me feeling wild in a quiet state
Hippy girl from the most unlikely place

[Verse 2]
Backroad bonfire, whole choir of the same four songs every Friday late
She pull up, sunflower cup, little bus painted up, park crooked by the cattle gate
I’m on that rapid attack, rapping it back, every syllable a habit, automatic, problematic with the panic in my chest when the eyes come
She move slow, glow low, sage smoke halo, saying “you don’t gotta outrun the drums, just ride one”
Now I’m click-clack tongue-tap, triplet on the hi-hat, breath in, breath out, break pattern
She hop, I stop, we lock on the top of the drop, heart knock when the low-end chattering
[drum and bass call and response]
Drums go “boom-da-da, boom, boom-ta”
Bass go “braa-dum, braa-dum” right back
Crowd go “hey!” when it swings like that
She yell “feel that?” I say “yeah, in my chest, in the cracks”

[Pre-Chorus]
She said, “Why you hide your joy
Inside all that speed and stress?”
I said, “That’s just how I speak”
She said, “Let your heart sing the rest”

[Chorus]
Hippy girl from the most unlikely place
Singing in a field by the old highway
Spinning like a record in a farm-town haze
Hippy girl, yeah, you’re changing my days
[Chorus]

[Bridge]
[bass solo]
Low notes talking while the night turns gold
She’s barefoot dancing on a tractor road
Fireflies blinking like a homemade show
I never knew this town could glow
[whispered vocals] “Most unlikely, most unlikely”
[full voice] but here you are, and now I know

[Chorus]

Hippie girl

How much time we gonna waste before some of you dumb motherfuckers start taking this shit more seriously
How many more people have to die before you begin to accept the simple fact and stop acting so deliriously

Well no one knows
And when no one knows

There’s panic
Start to panic
Start to panic yeah the people start to panic

There’s panic
Start to panic
Start to panic yeah the people start to panic

Forget all the things that you thought you trust
The panic brings out the worst in us
A world so angry and so unjust
The panic brings out the worst in us

Will there be a real solution will there be a plan
Will there be a resolution help us understand
All of us are going crazy, people lost their minds
Acting stupid, acting shady we’re running out of time

We’re running out of time

Panic
Start to panic
Start to panic yeah the people start to panic

There’s panic
Start to panic
Start to panic yeah the people start to panic

Forget all the things that you thought you trust
The panic brings out the worst in us
A world so angry and so unjust
The panic brings out the worst in us

A.I.R.

Anthrax

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