In The Darkness
Chorus:
Adalida, pretty little Cajun queen
Sweet Dixie flower, the bell of the bayou
You’re every young mans dream
Adalida, I’d walk through the hurricane
To stand beside ya sweet Adalida I’d swim the Ponchartrain
Oh no, here ya coming down the road
With your cotton dress a swishing
You’re getting some attention
From all the boys in Thibodaux
Oh my, you’re really filling up their eyes
Smiling and a winking
I know what they’re thinking
But Iââ‚
Adalida, pretty little Cajun queen
Sweet Dixie flower, the bell of the bayou
You’re every young mans dream
Adalida, I’d walk through the hurricane
To stand beside ya sweet Adalida I’d swim the Ponchartrain
Oh no, here ya coming down the road
With your cotton dress a swishing
You’re getting some attention
From all the boys in Thibodaux
Oh my, you’re really filling up their eyes
Smiling and a winking
I know what they’re thinking
But Iââ‚
Groove Dub
[ music: John Lombardo/lyric: Natalie Merchant ]
imitate that soured old song
there is no individuality
only guises
shades of
nonconformity
there is no individuality
selling vantage points
low rate
there is no individuality
questions ancient
no words claimed
perform motions borrowed
thoughts following
ima tima ima tima intima
dation
respected
head-he-go-round-men
gesture display
customer
limits appeal
media dictates the latest
role
totalitarian
motions borrowed
selling vantage points
low rate
for you
media begged
suffered
numbers
pain