Words and Music by Keram Malicki-Sanchez
published by Constant Change Music (ASCAP/SOCAN)
Lyrics
And my ghost might be unclean
Evelyne
take this scene
A young boy grown up in Queens
Has a dream
Walks the seam
That connects reality
To the thought
By whatever means
And so the mongrel rises up
And all the while despises home
And so lives by the strong belief
Strong enough
To make it seem
That the whole world has demeaned
All the good that he’s conceived
So warily he hides he joy
And he denies his happiness
And even while he rides the light
He rides it into his long night
There’s a girl in New Orleans
To pass the test she
Shows her breasts off
A week too soon
Turns into three
Three arrests
A stolen Vespa
And she finds that suddenly
she’s been burned
What has she learned
That if your soul you irritate
It will attempt to sublimate
Her aura became worn and thin
So anyone could crawl right in
And my ghost might be unclean
Evelyne
Where have you been?
You gave up your self-esteem
When they broke your heart and killed your dreams
Now you’re the queen of somber sheen
Rise above it
Please bring back
the happy girl you used to be
Evelyne, oh evelyne
You’re my sweet sweet Evelyne
Fuck the rest
Bring back the best of
Evelyne sweet Evelyne
I still love you
I know it’s true
That my ghost might be unclean
But you know me Evelyne