Last Card (Bumper Cars)

Lyrics for Last Card (Bumper Cars)

Back home belly full, skin, kissed from sun-drenched red earth The land of her birth gave her tools to navigate the world From Africa to Europe via Caribbean, she came She came to land where cool breeze meant freeze And soup and curry carried aromas to open door, no more Fed me tales of mango scent and yam root Kept my cup full of tea, while hers half, plenty empty From basket on head to paper bags and plastic-wrapped bread She worked, and she hurt, from names that she heard But Friday was payday, and Glory come, Sunday