Cover Me - Blues Traveler

When the scandal broke the handle

And the cradles have been switched

Norma Jean, well she came clean

So I guess that dog’s been fixed

Her skirt’s too tight

For a Monday night

Her sewing machine

I guess it works all right

To tie a bow in the lace

The lace that graces Grace

I’m tired of songs about angels

I could use a punch in the face

If I wasn’t saying nay

I’d be saying grace

And it’s hard to find your minders

And it’s easy to lose faith

But I really never minded

Saving Grace

Well if home is where the heart lies

And my heart is in your hands

Then every place you try to pray

A dead canary lands

The love I lost

Was the love you lent

The cane you raised

While I raised the rent

Asking for grace

But grace didn’t leave a trace

I’m tired of songs about angels

I could use a punch in the face

If I wasn’t saying nay

I’d be saying grace

And it’s hard to find your minders

And it’s easy to lose faith

But I really never minded

Saving Grace

When the gypsy starts to jingle

Her bracelet full of charms

I’ll be dreaming in the bedroom

With a Valkyrie in my arms

I’m tired of songs about angels

I could use a punch in the face

If I wasn’t saying nay I’d be saying grace

And it’s hard to find your minders

And it’s easy to lose faith

But I really never minded

No I never really minded

No I never really minded

Saving grace