It was 1968 my love
You were learning how to rush the blood
Your mother cried
When you went away
It was eyeliner
And cigarettes
And boys
And pills
You headed West
It ain't easy
Livin' in the desert, babe
Well, one of these days
I'll stop actin so strange
One of these days
I think things are gonna change
One of these days
All them bastards will know my name
Not right now
You were dancin' in the moon-lit crowd
Your heart makes a beat
Like the leaves it the ground
It ain't easy, babe
Makin' time for this
Well then you wanted out
And I did too
So I took it all away from you
Have your way
In the desert, babe
Yeah, one of these days
I think things are gonna change
One of these days
I'll stop acting so strange
One of these days
All you bastards will know my name
LA trio Sadgirl split the difference between buzzy '70s punk and '50s rock and roll on two new EPs of ultra-evil garage rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 7, 2016