if it's a woman's place, then it's potency...
joel harris, worrybead, the gods of victory
Lyrics
mighty fine and shiney
don't you think, dear?
rest yourself easy and
rest yourself assured
my bottom lip is shaking
and my guts have left
for shore...
makes me some kind of coward...
makes me some kind of disabled...
if it's a woman's place then
by god it's potency!
i'd sure make a powerful...
girl i've been switched!
somehow duped!
thrown a loop!
by the one that's
to be with you!
he counts himself
a lucky man!
he marks himself a
blessed boy
he thanks his stars!!
makes me some kind of coward...
makes me some kind of disabled...
