Heartburn Stew — текст песни (Yoko Ono)

I threw my woman power in a pot of stew

And waited for my love to come.

But not a single word did I hear from him,

So I tried the stew on my dog

But he wouldnt even eat it.



I put my light heart on a matching silver plate

And waited for my love to come.

But not a single footstep was heard near the door

So I ate the plate myself

And got a heartburn.



Heartburn, heartburn plate,

Heartburn, heartburn cake.



I toasted my pride and covered it with apple jam

And waited for my love to come.

But not a single sign of a stir or a breeze

So I soaked the bread in my milk

And I gave it to the birds.



Heartburn, heartburn plate,

Heartburn, heartburn cake.



I watched the clock ticking, ticking away to my past,

Eight years old, birthday and raindrops.

Not a single line from my dad or my mom

So I laid the cake on my cat

But she wouldnt even touch it.



Heartburn, heartburn stew,

Heartburn, heartburn blues.



What do I want with a heartburn, I ask you,

Dont try to give me the word.

cause I ask a clever question

And I get a silly answer.