More songs by Emma Harner
Description
Producer: Jamie Mefford
Writer: Emma Harner
Lyrics and translation
Original
You serial social climber, you Music City insider.
Big wide open flower, the woman of the hour.
Personal proud out crier, killer of garden variety spiders.
Big top pushing power, the woman of the hour.
Your perfect intuition, we heard the news from you.
A little big picture frightening, the woman blue.
Now you blame all it on this
Pisces Scorpio.
Everyone understanding, the hero and the villain.
Right hand to rest, left strings attached.
The water red, and all I wanted was a mess.
The upper case, so little space.
You leave to rest your kidney dust and save the faith.
You serial social climber, you Music City insider.
Big wide open flower, the woman of the hour.
Serial social climber,
Music City insider.
Big wide open flower, the woman of the hour
English translation
You serial social climber, you Music City insider.
Big wide open flower, the woman of the hour.
Personal proud out crier, killer of garden variety spiders.
Big top pushing power, the woman of the hour.
Your perfect intuition, we heard the news from you.
A little big picture frightening, the woman blue.
Now you blame all it on this
Pisces Scorpio.
Everyone understanding, the hero and the villain.
Right hand to rest, left strings attached.
The water red, and all I wanted was a mess.
The upper case, so little space.
You leave to rest your kidney dust and save the faith.
You serial social climber, you Music City insider.
Big wide open flower, the woman of the hour.
Serial social climber,
Music City insider.
Big wide open flower, the woman of the hour