Crazy Miranda
Lives on propaganda she believes anything she reads
It could be one side or the other
Free Press or Time Life covers
Follows newsprint anywhere it leads
But still she can't seem to read and nobody
Knows nobody knows what she needs it could be gloves
All the pretty ladies textbooks
Tell her how to have the next look
The Bible tells her stay as plain as you are
She wants all the pretty boys beside her
To write some pretty words to guide her
To say they love her body as well as her mind
She wants some kind of sign - a sign of gloves
Oh never mind - she's not your kind