BAMBARA
Feelin’ Like a Funeral
[Verse 1]
Got jumped as I stumbled home Sunday night
He cut deep but the drugs killed the feeling
You found me snoring on the sheets stained red
Then you packed my wound full of ground cayenne
And dragged me out of bed
The worn-out doctor smelled like liquor sweat
And when you saw that her stitch-hand was shaking
You framed a shot with your thrift store lens
I saw a flash and watched the needle dig

[Chorus]
(I'm feelin' like a funeral) I said
(Feelin' like a funeral) “It ain’t the city air
(Feelin' like a funeral) It’s deep in my soul
(Feelin' like a funeral) It lives in there
(Feelin' like a funeral) And I can't, I can't get
(Feelin' like a funeral) No kind of stitches there
(Feelin' like a funeral)
So the next time around, don't go sounding the siren"

[Verse 2]
We left the hospital
On the street, we passed by the old folks home
Another room had been moved to the trash pile
And we watched a gown flutter like a ghost
On a dresser drawer full of taped game shows

[Chorus]
(I'm feelin' like a funeral) I swear
(Feelin' like a funeral) It ain’t the city air
(Feelin' like a funeral) It’s deep in my soul
(Feelin' like a funeral) It lives in there
(Feelin' like a funeral) And I can't, I can't get
(Feelin' like a funeral) No kind of stitches there
(Feelin' like a funeral)
So the next time around, don't go sounding the siren
[Bridge]
At home, you put on the nightgown
And I ran my finger over moth holes I found
Tracing constellations in a warm cotton sky
You touched my wrist in a patch of light, and said
“When you’re asleep, sometimes I check your pulse”
And I said, “There’s no need, 'cause, baby, everyday I’m feeling like a funeral”

[Chorus]
I swear
(Feelin' like a funeral) It ain’t the city air
(Feelin' like a funeral) It’s deep in my soul
(Feelin' like a funeral) It lives in there
(Feelin' like a funeral) And I can't, I can't get
(Feelin' like a funeral) No kind of stitches there
(Feelin' like a funeral)
So the next time around, don't go sounding the siren