LUCINDA WILLIAMS  (Up On Blocks  2002)

Hey little Debbie what's the big idea
Smokin' up all of my Viginia Slims
And wearin' out my Steely Dan records and hummin' along
Well now I know there's something wrong
Is there something wrong

She said, it seems everything was goin' alright
Til everything started goin' all wrong
And I don't know what to do
But it might help if I could talk to you
Could I talk to you

Well it seems that the world has gotten inside of my head
And it just keeps gettin' bigger she said
Well I don't wanna pull the trigger
But just so you know I got an itchy trigger finger
So we went to the hospital to solve the old riddle
About why everything must go so wrong some of the time
And to remove the world from her head
And put it back in her pocket instead

So she learned some new card tricks
And made some new friends there
Even though they were on polar opposite ends
Of the world inside her head but that didn't matter too much she said
Cause it seems that everybody's got the world stuck inside their brains
You just gotta look out for a few hurricanes, maybe a wildfire, a tsunami or two
I just gotta learn how to know what to do
What do I do

So it seems that little Debbie has got some big ideas
And now she don't smoke Virginia Slims
And she listens to Lucinda Williams
 

(Words and Music by Emily Graham)