Lyna Wilder - Lake St Lyrics

Make me, make me take a bus to Lake St
Eighth notes and breakbeats, take me home

Take me to Hiawath', ring the bell and climb off
Take my disguise off, six blocks home

It's another way to live
Dressed but barely drawn
Father, mother, brother, cats and them
Make tracks and then they're gone

Came in from O'Hare, twenty dollar bus fare
Five hundred miles to bus there, wrote me a song

Dayton's, Caribou, Rainbow'll be there too
Show off my new hairdo, three feet long

It's another way to live
Tossed from side to side
Father, mother, brother, cats and them
Made tracks and then they died

So when the road gets cold
And the gears get frozen
And the wheels won't spin
That's when I need to spin out again

It's another way to live
Tossed from side to side
Father, mother, brother, cats and them
Make tracks and then they hide
And get found again

So make me, make me take a bus to Lake St
Eighth notes and breakbeats, take me home