I NEED A MIRACLE

by John Perry Barlow and Bob Weir


I need a woman 'bout twice my age
A lady of nobility, gentility and rage
Splendor in the dark, lightning on the draw
We'll go right through the book and break each and every law

     I got a feeling and it won't go away, oh no
     Just one thing, then I'll be okay
     I need a miracle every day

I need a woman 'bout twice my height
Statuesque, raven-dressed, a goddess of the night
Her secret incantations, a candle burning blue
We'll consult the spirits. maybe they'll know what to do

     And it's real, and it won't go away, oh no
     Can't get around, and I can't run away
     I need a miracle every day

I need a woman 'bout twice my weight
A ton of fun who packs a gun with all her other freight
Find her in a sideshow, leave her in L.A.
Ride her like a surfer running on a tidal wave

     And it's real, believe what I say, yeah
     Just one thing that I got to say
     I need a miracle every day

     It takes dynamite to get me up
     Too much of everything is just enough
     One more thing I just got to say
     I need a miracle every day

     I need a miracle every day
     I need a miracle every day (got to be the only way)
     I need a miracle
     I need a miracle [etc.]

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Recorded by The Grateful Dead on the LP "Shakedown Street"
     (Arista ALS-8828, 1978)