Crackle And Drag Lyrics - Paul Westerberg

What's the matter here? You'll never repair 

The lady's cursed with insight 

You'll never fix her, with a cold stare 

She's all broken inside 

She made a good go like a weeping willow 

Her limbs clung to the ground 

She closed the window and made a pillow 

And lay the head down 

And as her babies slept, she took a long deep breath 

Now they're zipping her up in a bag 

Can you hear her blacks crackle & drag? 

And the Cadillac's waiting to take her away 

Can you hear her blacks crackle & drag? 

Another head cold, another spirit old 

February 

Her hair was dirty and she was thirty in 1963 

And while her babies slept, she took a long deep breath 

And they're zipping her up in a bag 

Can you hear her blacks crackle & drag? 

The Cadillac's waiting to take her away 

Can you hear her blacks crackle & drag? 

And drag, and drag, and drag 

And drag, and drag 

She made a good go for a weeping willow 

She stuffed some rags on the floor 

She closed the window 

She made a pillow on the oven door 

And took a long deep breath while her babies slept 

Now they're zipping her up in a bag 

Can you hear her blacks crackle & drag? 

And the Cadillac's waiting to take her away 

Can you hear her blacks crackle & drag? 

They're zipping her up in a bag 

Can you hear her blacks crackle & drag? 

The Cadillac's waiting to take her away 

Can you hear her blacks crackle & drag? 

Hear her blacks crackle & drag