Alice Childress Songtext

von Ben Folds

Some summers in the evening after six or so
I walk on down the hill
And maybe buy a beer
I think about my friends
Sometimes I wish they lived out here
But they wouldn't dig this town
No, they wouldn't dig this town
Try not to think about it,
Alice Childress
Try not to think about it
Anymore
Try not to think about it,
Alice Childress
Anymore
No, not anymore, oh

Alice, the world is full of ugly things
That you can't change
Pretend it's not that way
It's my idea of faith
You can blow it off
And say there's good in nearly everyone
Just give them all a chance
Now let's give them all a chance

Try not to think about it,
Alice Childress
Try not to think about it
Anymore
Try not to think about it,
Alice Childress
Anymore
No, not anymore, oh

No, it didn't work out
No, it didn't work out the way we thought it would
No, it didn't work out
(an arranged marriage is not so good)

Thank God it's you
Ya know your timing is impeccable
And I'm not fooling you
I don't know what to do
Some dude just knocked me cold
And left me on the sidewalk
Took everything I had
And everything I had

Try not to think about it,
Alice Childress
Try not to think about it
Anymore
It's getting late where you are,
Alice Childress
Anymore
No, not anymore
Anymore
No, not anymore