Drag Days
ROBERT E. JR. POLLARD
Drag days are not too bad but move too slow
I file them, I want them not to linger so
Now we come to drag days
Now we come to drag days
Fake capes baby, they're too hard to wear
Put them on and everyone will stare
We have come to drag days
We have come to drag days
We escape them sometimes
When things are different, more intensified
We escape them within the walls
Of our fidgety hearts where we hide
Way on out beyond the factory yards
Up and over the security guards
We have come to drag days
We have come to drag days
We escape them sometimes
When things are different, more intensified
We escape them within the walls
Of our fidgety hearts where we hide
They will turn around
They will turn around