It's The Times
A socially conscious, iconoclast tale of a tragic heroin, Ida Sue, who in the beginning of the seemingly hopeful tune believes she's the one calling the shots, before finding out they've been playing a more secret, devious game. It's a song about a tired, sexist system that aches for change, but that change is not going to come easy. It's the times, but as another world weary soul once prophetically said, The Times Are A-Changin'. And They indeed are, but not nearly fast enough for poor Ida Sue.
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In den Warenkorb
Wunschliste
She walked out on the tightrope
Dancin' for the right folk
Lifted her chin and planted her feet
Ventriloquism alumni
Ida wants a piece of the pie
She plays the fool just to make ends meet
It's a weary world on the soul
Of a righteous woman, ooh
But sometimes the house plays unfair
With the dealer too
Sometimes it's Ida Sue
Shielded by a drenched coat
Stood in place and formed a moat
No way they're getting to her now
Got in a car and sailed the monsoon
Thought she heard a familiar tune
Poor Ida sees they've gotten her, oh how?
It's a dreary world, one rather old
Poor Ida knows
Everybody leaves bought and sold
Follow the code
Cause baby it's cold...
Oh Ida, it's gonna be cold tonight
© Hayden Coil 2019