Danielle Miraglia: Song Lyrics & Clips

You Don’t Know Nothin’

Where it’s fish sticks and flannel
The waitress smokes Camels
And the coffee costs more than the beer
I was picking my bone
In a self righteous tone
Thinking minds just don’t change around here
I sang of Vietnam with a reaper-like charm
Code red and counting the dead
When an 8 o’clock shadow with eyes like arrows
Slammed down his glass and said

You don’t know nothin’
You weren’t there
Til you’ve had shrapnel under your skin
You couldn’t begin

That shifted my tune
Because how do you argue
With a man who’s been on the front lines
Tore my last Keno ticket
When a pro-lifers’ picket
On TV waved their judgment signs
He cheered them on
Said values are gone
Those women make their own bed
And that’s where they should lie
My mouth went dry
And all the blood rushed to my head
I said..

You don’t know nothin’
You’ve never been there
Until you’ve had to make that choice
Keep your voice in your beer

He said I can’t believe how you think
But I’d still like to buy you a drink

Last call lights flashed
Jukebox played Johnny Cash
When an ill-dressed man wandered in
He said have you found Jesus
He’ll heal all that grieves us
If you’d only repent for your sins
He thumped that black book
Til the whole place shook
As if all of our hope lived inside
We drank to the wrong
The weak and the strong
We drank to the places we hide

We don’t know nothin’
Or if we’ll ever be there
Until the answers fall from the sky
We look for them here