Grace Kelly Blues

The cut rate mime walking through the dirty streets

Of Paris in the hot, August heat

Sun melting the fake smile away

Just looking for a place to stay

The actress gave up all her old dreams

And traded up, now she is a queen

Royal families don't have time for that shit

Your crystal ball, you keep it hid

The tractor trailer driver radios

"Help me someone, I'm out here all alone

Truck driving the black night away

Praying for the light of day"

The kid in the mall works at hot dog on a stick

His hat is a funny shape, his heart is a brick

Taking your order, he will look away

He doesn't have a thing to say

But me, I'm feeling pretty good as of now

I'm not so sure when I got here and how

Sun melting the fake smile away

I think you know I'll be okay