(2:40)
God gave me this here guitar
Pointed to the farthest star and said, Son
You got a long long way to go
I said, I`m the daughter you never had
and I`m really good when I`m bein` bad
and I`m about to cut the strings on this puppet show
Now to be a stick of dynamite
predicting rain and not a cloud in sight
that`s who I am and that`s what I`ll do for you
We were goin out the other night and I`m wearin my favorite
jeans alright with lots of holes and lots of leg in sight
How come you`re wearing that? he siad
`cause people are hungry and the people are threads
and I`ll wear these jeans til everybody`s fed
Maybe wish, maybe that, maybe this is all the love you can muster up
Well I called my friend the other day
He lives in that modern town of L.A.
His answering machine said, leave a message friend
It said, practice random acts of kindness
and senseless acts of beauty
and put your cliche softly in the end.