Miss America (Agents of Good Roots)

Miss America, music lover, a dancer in the USO A one time loser a two time fiend, Says she even likes Black Crowes Bought a faux fur now she's a hip girl Head full of acid and pearls The cops said no, so we left Idaho Heading to the cost for the show Said she's a sinner but you know she's a saint Still she's trouble with a capital "T". (chorus): Cause you know she's gonna Rock and roll Miss America is Rock and roll She gotta lip for the fool And you know she's gonna Rock and roll Keep your head up And look for the cup Fill it with the wine from the still. Miss America, music lover Spent the last 20 years on the pill. Said she's a sinner but you know she's a saint Still she's tripping with a capital "T". (chorus) (chorus) Got divorced, left court broke, of course Baggin' alimon' for the jag Quit cigarettes so she's tired and tense Just a 50 year groupie in drag. Said she's a sinner but she knows she's a saint Still she's trouble with a capital "T". (chorus)