Deep Dish
Lyrics
Cold and drizzly night in Chicago's deep dish
Fluorescent light of the bathroom shows my hands as they are
See and eyelash on my cheek pick it off and make a wish
And walk back out into the bar
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Cold and drizzly night in Chicago's deep dish
Fluorescent light of the bathroom shows my hands as they are
See and eyelash on my cheek pick it off and make a wish
And walk back out into the bar
full lyrics...
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Features Of This Song
a subtle use of vocal harmony
repetitive melodic phrasing
extensive vamping
a busy horn section
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
minor key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
electric guitar riffs
a dynamic female vocalist
acoustic rhythm guitars
subtle use of strings

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Cold and drizzly night in Chicago's deep dish
It's too bad that their world is the one that they saved
If you wanna dance with me, I'll show you how it's gonna be
While my eyes ride the crowd in a secret rodeo
Now you gotta dance with me, now is when its gotta be
Then I throw my head back and laugh at myself
This is only a possibility in a world of possibilities
There was always the possibility of something becoming what it is
Songwriter: Ani Difranco
Don't even bother trying to say something clever
And say, "Oh, look, I have to go"
I smile with my mouth, lift my watch up to the light
Clever is as clever does no matter what it says
There are obviously there are many possibilities
And walk back out into the bar
'Cause I can't wait for the band to begin
See and eyelash on my cheek pick it off and make a wish
Fluorescent light of the bathroom shows my hands as they are
I walk up to the bar and point at the top shelf
But I don't trust what's in your head
Ranging from small to large, before long there will be short
Before short there's nothing when there was nothing
Wind at the windows, neon lights the patterned panes
There's a spider spinning cobwebs from your elbow to the table
The waitress wields the weight of her tray around her palm
I raise a toast to all our saviors each so badly behaved
Publisher: RIGHTEOUS BABE MUSIC
'Cause I can't wait for the dance floor to fill in
I'm looking for a sign that says you're for real this time
The doorman cups his hands and lights his cigarette again
And the rain marches on