Lot's Wife

Sixteen feet below sea level

Caught 'tween the devil and the muddy brown sea

That money, that money

That money reach in and spin me about

My hate rise up, rip my insides out

My madness rise up in a fury so wild and I let myself go

Spoke my hate to a child

Pennies done that, pennies done that

Pocket change

Pocket change change me, pocket change change me

Can't afford loose change can't afford change

Changing's a danger for a woman like me

Trapped 'tween the devil and the muddy brown sea

I got to get back to the way that I been

God, drag me back to that basement again

Don't know what I said to that little boy

Always they's been people who

Hold they head high getting through

I can't, I can't

Ain't never been no good

Finding joy the way you should

Mm hm, mm hm

Hoping water turn to wine

Hope's fine, hah!

Hope's fine, hope's fine

'Til it turn to mud

And some folks go to school at night

Some folks march for civil rights

And I don't!

I ain't got the heart

I can't hardly read

Some folks do all kinds of things and

And black folks someday'll live like kings

And someday sunshine shine all day

Oh sure, it true

It be that way

But not for me

This also true

Y'all can't do what I can do

Y'all strong but you ain't strong like me

I'm gonna slam that iron

Down on my heart

Gonna slam that iron

Down on my throat

Gonna slam that iron

Down on my sex

Gonna slam it

Slam it

Slam it down

'Til I drown

The fire out

'Til there ain't no air left

Anywhere

What else

What else

What else

What else God

What else God give me an arm for?

Slam go the iron

Slam down the iron

Flat

Flat

Flat

Flat!

Now how about that then?

That what Caroline can do

That how she rearrange herself

That how she change

Murder me God down in that basement

Murder my dreams so I stop wanting

Murder my hope of him returning

Strangle the pride that make me crazy

Make me forget so I stop grieving

Scour my skin 'til I stop feeling

Take Caroline away 'cause I can't be her

Take her away, I can't afford her

Tear out my heart

Strangle my soul

Turn me to salt

A pillar of salt

A broken stone and then

Caroline, Caroline

From the evil she done, Lord

Set her free

Set her free

Set me free

Don't let my sorrow

Make evil of me