Geraldine - commentary

I come from a place Where every name And every face Seem so familiar In came this progress In her black dress Look at the mess She is a killer Much like you and I And every case that's made There has to be a traitor It's me this time And I'm trading fun for right Will I regret the notion later? Geraldine's the name that comes to mind When I go back to reminiscing Abilene's a woman for my childhood I spent the evenings kissing I'm a fool for dreaming her alive And loving something cold and rocky The homophobic gentlemen They'll barricade but their efforts couldn't stop me In came this progress In her black dress Look at the mess She is a killer In came this progress In her black dress Look at the mess She is a killer In came this progress In her black dress Look at the mess She is a killer Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh