Miranda Lyrics - Phil Ochs

Pre>e d 

Do you have a problem, 

E d 

Would you like someone to solve them, 

E d b7 

Would you like someone to share in your misery? 

E a g a g 

Now, I don't know the answer, but I know a flamenco dancer 

A g b7 

Who will dance for you if you will dance for me 

Chorus: 

E a e 

Her name's miranda 

F#m b7 

She's a rudolph valentino fan 

F#m b7 

And she doesn't claim to understand 

A d e 

She bakes brownies for the boys in the band. 

Early sunday morning 

When the sermon lines are forming 

And saturday night is the memories that it gave. 

She's busy in the pantry, far away from elmer gantry 

Who is busy baking souls that he may save. 

Everybody's soul but miranda (chorus) 

The dice of death are calling 

While the truck of time is falling 

By the thumb stuck out on the highway of the years. 

The tollgate at the turnpike is ignored by those who hitch-hike 

And the howard johnson food is made of fear 

But not miranda (chorus) 

The sun burnt skin is peeling 

On the dotors who are healing 

And the license plates are laughing on the car. 

The pain is so exciting 

And everyone's inviting 

You to look upon their operation scars. 

But not miranda (chorus) 

The condiments are clashing 

While commercial planes are crashing 

And the music of the evening is so sweet 

Now fully in agreement 

Oh, their feet have found the cement 

And they all believe the signs are on the street 

Her name's miranda (chorus) 

In the bar we're gin and scotching 

While the fbi is watching 

They are tape recording every other word 

The bartender is bleeding 

Pardon me, I just was leaving 

As another clever voice repeats absurd 

But not miranda (chorus) 

(repeat first verse) 

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