Elizabeth Cook - Broke Down in London on the M25

The sun don’t ever hardly break through
Ol’ Union Jack gets overdue
I’m sitting on the dry bristly grass
The embankment of lower class
Over and Over and over again
Friend lover, lover friend
Im all up in that discontent
The glamour glory lights and rent
The devil knock in walks pride
Broke down in London on the M25

I was born to tame a dragon
Keep my daddy on the wagon, uhuh, ooo uhuh
Couldn’t mine his way out of east Kentucky
But he believed he was lucky, uhuh, ooo uhuh

Spare the tires and feast on dust
Get high on fumes and grits and lust
I have learned to love the lie
I can drink myself dry
Long as I can stay alive
Broke down in London on the M25

I have not known enough lovers
Watch my hands turn to my mothers, uhuh, ooo uhuh
Shame what they did to her back
But she rolled outta there in a Cadillac, uhuh, ooo uhuh
I was born to tame a dragon
Keep my daddy on the wagon, uhuh, ooo uhuh
Couldn’t mine his way out of east Kentucky
But he believed he was lucky, uhuh, ooo uhuh
I have not known enough lovers
Watch my hands turn to my mothers, uhuh, ooo uhuh
Shame what they did to her back
But she rolled outta there in a Cadillac, uhuh, ooo uhuh

Sittin’ on the dry bristling grass
I’m on the embankment of lower class
The devil knocks and in walks pride
Broke down in London on the M25