Show Me the Face - Michelle Gurevich

You don't have to smile today—if you don't want to You got no one to impress It was the wrong side of bed again And if I asked you could you guess? And how on earth can I leave this house? I can't show my face there, pointless and you won't care I Feel my best when I hide my truth I don't think I ever will, I'm hiding mine and countin' pills Pick and choose I tell you how I feel sometimes Baby don't refuse I stay awake to see the sun rise Ups and downs I feel the fool and act the clown Now show me where that blood runs through I can feel it now, can you feel it too? Yeah, can you feel it too? You don't have to try to explain yourself— to anyone Or know exactly how to feel We're on the wrong side the tracks again The grass ain't greener standin' still And how on earth can I leave this house? I can't show my face there, pointless and you won't care I Feel my best when I hide my truth I don't think I ever will, I'm hiding mine and countin' pills Pick and choose I tell you how I feel sometimes Baby don't refuse I stay awake to see the sun rise Ups and downs I feel the fool and act the clown Now show me where that blood runs through I can feel it now, can you feel it too? Yeah, can you feel it too? Pick and choose I tell you how I feel sometimes Baby don't refuse I stay awake to see the sun rise Ups and downs I feel the fool and act the clown Now show me where that blood runs through I can feel it now, can you feel it too? Yeah, can you feel it too?

It takes ten years just to get Your stinking leg up Then five more to make it Not look like shit Soviet children form a crowd Sized and tested — who will be a star Hero of passion of whom they'll say She took her final breath in grand plié Oh, my mother russian ballerina! You were a swan, but now you're swimming in the Carribean Oh, my mother russian ballerina! Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life Everybody's asking me: "Where is Mary"? I don't see her at the theatre or the parties That's right, because she's carving bamboo Far from the artistic millieu Never thought she'd live without Allegiance to a life of art Oh, my mother russian ballerina! You were a swan, but now you're swimming in the Carribean Oh, my mother russian ballerina! Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life La, la-la, la-la-la-la-la La, la-la, la-la-la-la-la La, la-la, la-la-la-la-la La, la-la, la-la-la-la-la Life change — one day its eggshells and bread Married to an intellect — the next you drive a corvette Things change, you live your life for the stage Till your kidney floats away, thrown in a car accident A time for art, a time for living Sometimes the two can be conflicting And Mama, I'll meet you at Caribana Together we're the highest form of art Oh, my mother russian ballerina! You were a swan but now you're swimming in the Caribbean Oh, my mother russian ballerina! Nobody knows how you can live without the love of your life Oh, my mother russian ballerina! Too bad your pirouettes now look almost as bad as mine Oh, my mother russian ballerina! Who needs that bullshit — we can drink at the casino all night (Everybody now!) La, la-la, la-la-la-la-la La, la-la, la-la-la-la-la La, la-la, la-la-la-la-la La, la-la, la-la-la-la-la La, la-la, la-la-la-la-la La, la-la