Big and Black - CocoRosie

It’s white trash Sunday

On the farm

I see the telephone wires

The way they go and go into the distance

And I hear the cars passing by

And the wicked tree branches reaching out

They try to catch the moon

With their long black nails

Try to catch a dream passing by

Like a cloud in the sky

Oh, I see an orange cat

He always runs away at night

And a fox in the field, what’s the deal

I’m walking long the tracks

Where the mighty tractor has passed

Looks like the spine of a dinosaur back

I bet he was big and black

Oh I bet he was big, big and black

Gave all the others a heart attack

Oh it’s hard being big and black

He gave all the creatures a heart attack

Oh, it must be hard being big and black

Giving everyone a heart attack

They pull the pistols without second thoughts

And bam bam bam, he got shot…