Woe Be Gone Lyrics
| Song | Woe Be Gone |
| Artist | Ani DiFranco |
| Album | Allergic To Water |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Woe be gone | |
| The madness and the suffering of the human race | |
| The history of the world is such a losing place | |
| The alphabet took us on a wild goose chase | |
| And still | |
| Still there’s swiftly shifting sands | |
| Beneath our feet | |
| And an unexplored hemisphere | |
| Lying underneath | |
| Enter the goddesses | |
| Fresh from their long sleep | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| I mean what the hell? | |
| Raise your hand if you’re at peace right now | |
| In fact just stand up and take a bow | |
| Everywhere you look just see damaged goods | |
| And still | |
| Still there’s swiftly shifting sands | |
| Beneath our feet | |
| And an unexplored hemisphere | |
| Lying underneath | |
| Enter the goddesses | |
| Fresh from their long sleep | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| We get so off track sometimes… | |
| Woe be gone | |
| Madness and suffering I am just like you | |
| The bottoms of my crutches look like old worn shoes | |
| Me and my addictions got a lot to lose | |
| And still | |
| Still there’s swiftly shifting sands | |
| Beneath our feet | |
| And an unexplored hemisphere | |
| Lying underneath | |
| Enter the goddesses | |
| Fresh from their long sleep | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| We get so off track sometimes… | |
| Woe be gone | |
| The madness and the suffering of the human race | |
| The history of the world is such a losing place | |
| The alphabet took us on a wild goose chase |
| Woe be gone | |
| The madness and the suffering of the human race | |
| The history of the world is such a losing place | |
| The alphabet took us on a wild goose chase | |
| And still | |
| Still there' s swiftly shifting sands | |
| Beneath our feet | |
| And an unexplored hemisphere | |
| Lying underneath | |
| Enter the goddesses | |
| Fresh from their long sleep | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| I mean what the hell? | |
| Raise your hand if you' re at peace right now | |
| In fact just stand up and take a bow | |
| Everywhere you look just see damaged goods | |
| And still | |
| Still there' s swiftly shifting sands | |
| Beneath our feet | |
| And an unexplored hemisphere | |
| Lying underneath | |
| Enter the goddesses | |
| Fresh from their long sleep | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| Woe be gone | |
| Madness and suffering I am just like you | |
| The bottoms of my crutches look like old worn shoes | |
| Me and my addictions got a lot to lose | |
| And still | |
| Still there' s swiftly shifting sands | |
| Beneath our feet | |
| And an unexplored hemisphere | |
| Lying underneath | |
| Enter the goddesses | |
| Fresh from their long sleep | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| Woe be gone | |
| The madness and the suffering of the human race | |
| The history of the world is such a losing place | |
| The alphabet took us on a wild goose chase |
| Woe be gone | |
| The madness and the suffering of the human race | |
| The history of the world is such a losing place | |
| The alphabet took us on a wild goose chase | |
| And still | |
| Still there' s swiftly shifting sands | |
| Beneath our feet | |
| And an unexplored hemisphere | |
| Lying underneath | |
| Enter the goddesses | |
| Fresh from their long sleep | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| I mean what the hell? | |
| Raise your hand if you' re at peace right now | |
| In fact just stand up and take a bow | |
| Everywhere you look just see damaged goods | |
| And still | |
| Still there' s swiftly shifting sands | |
| Beneath our feet | |
| And an unexplored hemisphere | |
| Lying underneath | |
| Enter the goddesses | |
| Fresh from their long sleep | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| Woe be gone | |
| Madness and suffering I am just like you | |
| The bottoms of my crutches look like old worn shoes | |
| Me and my addictions got a lot to lose | |
| And still | |
| Still there' s swiftly shifting sands | |
| Beneath our feet | |
| And an unexplored hemisphere | |
| Lying underneath | |
| Enter the goddesses | |
| Fresh from their long sleep | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| We get so off track sometimes | |
| Woe be gone | |
| The madness and the suffering of the human race | |
| The history of the world is such a losing place | |
| The alphabet took us on a wild goose chase |
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