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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
China
All the way to New York I can feel the distance Getting close You're right next to me But I need an airplane I can feel the distance As you breathe Sometimes I think you want me to touch you How can I when you build the great wall around you In your eyes I saw a future together You just look away in the distance China Decorates our table Funny how the cracks don't Seem to show Pour the wine, dear You say we'll take a holiday But we never can agree on Where to go Sometimes I think you want me to touch you How can I when you build the great wall around you In your eyes I saw a future together You just look away in the distance China All the way to New York Maybe you got lost in Mexico You're right next to me I think that you can hear me Funny how the distance Learns to grow Sometimes I think you want me to touch you How can I when you build the great wall around you I can feel the distance I can feel the distance I can feel the distance getting close... |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
China
All the way to New York I can feel the distance Getting close You're right next to me But I need an airplane I can feel the distance As you breathe Sometimes I think you want me to touch you How can I when you build the great wall around you In your eyes I saw a future together You just look away in the distance China Decorates our table Funny how the cracks don't Seem to show Pour the wine, dear You say we'll take a holiday But we never can agree on Where to go Sometimes I think you want me to touch you How can I when you build the great wall around you In your eyes I saw a future together You just look away in the distance China All the way to New York Maybe you got lost in Mexico You're right next to me I think that you can hear me Funny how the distance Learns to grow Sometimes I think you want me to touch you How can I when you build the great wall around you I can feel the distance I can feel the distance I can feel the distance getting close... |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces Then I get affraid what that could bring I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth Figures that my COURAGE would choose to sell out now I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I've been raising up my hands Drive another nail in Just what GOD needs One more victim Why do we crucify ourselves Every day I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself Every day I crucify myself And my HEART is sick of being in chains Got a kick for a dog beggin' for LOVE I gotta have my suffering So that I can have my cross I know a cat named Easter He says will you ever learn You're just an empty cage girl if you kill the brid I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I've been raising up my hands Drive another nail in Got enough GUILT to start My own religion Why do we crucify ourselves Every day I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself Every day I crucify myself And my HEART is sick of being in chains Please be Save me I CRY Looking for a savior in these dirty streets Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I've been raising up my hands Drive another nail in Where are those angels When you need them Why do we crucify ourselves Every day I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself Every day I crucify myself And my HEART is sick of being in chains Why do we change Crucify ourselves Everyday Never going back again Crucify myself again You know Never going back again to Crucify myself Everyday |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
From in the shadow she calls
And in the shadow she finds a way finds a way And in the shadow she CRAWLS Clutching her faded photograph my image UNDER her thumb Yes with a message for my heart Yes with a message for my heart She's been everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own And in the doorway they stay And laugh as violins fill with water Screams from the BLUEBELLS can't make them go away We'll I'm not seventeen but I've cuts on my knees Falling down as the winter takes one more CHERRY TREE She's been everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Everyone else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Rushin' rivers thread so thin limitation Everyone else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Dreams with the flying pigs turbid blue and the drugstores too safe in their coats anda in their do's yeah Everyone else's girl maybe one day maybe one day one day one day She'll be her own Smother in our hearts a pillow to my dots And in the mist there she rides And castles are burning in my heart And as I twist I hold tight And I ride to work every morning wondering why "Sit in the chair and be good now" and become all that they told you the white coats enter her room and I'm callin' my baby callin' my baby callin' my baby callin' Everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Acoustic piano, vocal, sampled strings, backgrounds - Tori Amos Guitar and bass - Steve Caton Drum and keyboard programming - Eric Rosse Recorded by Eric Rosse Mixed by Jon Kelly |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
From in the shadow she calls
And in the shadow she finds a way finds a way And in the shadow she CRAWLS Clutching her faded photograph my image UNDER her thumb Yes with a message for my heart Yes with a message for my heart She's been everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own And in the doorway they stay And laugh as violins fill with water Screams from the BLUEBELLS can't make them go away We'll I'm not seventeen but I've cuts on my knees Falling down as the winter takes one more CHERRY TREE She's been everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Everyone else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Rushin' rivers thread so thin limitation Everyone else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Dreams with the flying pigs turbid blue and the drugstores too safe in their coats anda in their do's yeah Everyone else's girl maybe one day maybe one day one day one day She'll be her own Smother in our hearts a pillow to my dots And in the mist there she rides And castles are burning in my heart And as I twist I hold tight And I ride to work every morning wondering why "Sit in the chair and be good now" and become all that they told you the white coats enter her room and I'm callin' my baby callin' my baby callin' my baby callin' Everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Everybody else's girl maybe one day she'll be her own Acoustic piano, vocal, sampled strings, backgrounds - Tori Amos Guitar and bass - Steve Caton Drum and keyboard programming - Eric Rosse Recorded by Eric Rosse Mixed by Jon Kelly |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
And if I die today I'll be the HAPPY Phantom
And I'll go chasin' the nuns out in the yard And I'll run naked through the streets without my mask on And I will never need umbrellas in the rain I'll wake up in strawberry fields every day And the atrocities of school I can forgive The HAPPY phantom has no right to bitch Oo who the time is getting close Oo who time to be a ghost Oo who every day we're getting closer The sun is getting dim Will we pay for who we been So if I die today I'll be the HAPPY phantom And I'll go wearin' my NAUGHTIES like a jewel They'll be my ticket to the universal opera There's Judy Garland taking Buddha by the hand And then these seven little men get up to dance they say Confucius does his crossword with a pen I'm still the angel to a girl who hates to SIN Oo who the time is getting close Oo who time to be a ghost Oo who every day we're getting closer The sun is getting dim Will I pay for who I been Or will I see you dear and wish I could come back You found a girl that you could TRULY love again Will you still call for me when she falls asleep Or do we soon forget the things we cannot see Oo who the time is getting close Oo who time to be a ghost Oo who every day we're getting closer The sun is getting dim Will I pay for who I been And if I die today And if I die today And if I die today Chasin' the nuns out in the yard |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
And if I die today I'll be the HAPPY Phantom
And I'll go chasin' the nuns out in the yard And I'll run naked through the streets without my mask on And I will never need umbrellas in the rain I'll wake up in strawberry fields every day And the atrocities of school I can forgive The HAPPY phantom has no right to bitch Oo who the time is getting close Oo who time to be a ghost Oo who every day we're getting closer The sun is getting dim Will we pay for who we been So if I die today I'll be the HAPPY phantom And I'll go wearin' my NAUGHTIES like a jewel They'll be my ticket to the universal opera There's Judy Garland taking Buddha by the hand And then these seven little men get up to dance they say Confucius does his crossword with a pen I'm still the angel to a girl who hates to SIN Oo who the time is getting close Oo who time to be a ghost Oo who every day we're getting closer The sun is getting dim Will I pay for who I been Or will I see you dear and wish I could come back You found a girl that you could TRULY love again Will you still call for me when she falls asleep Or do we soon forget the things we cannot see Oo who the time is getting close Oo who time to be a ghost Oo who every day we're getting closer The sun is getting dim Will I pay for who I been And if I die today And if I die today And if I die today Chasin' the nuns out in the yard |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Look I'm standing naked before you
Don't you want more than my sex I can scream as loud as your last one But I can't claim innocence Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever And its not the weather Hand me my leather I could just pretend that you love me The night would lose all sense of fear But why do I need you to love me When you can't hold what I hold dear Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever And its not the weather Hand me my leather I almost ran over an angel He had a nice big fat cigar "IN A SENSE" he said "you're alone here So if you jump you best jump far" Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever And its not the weather Oh god could it be the weather Oh god its all very clear If love isn't forever And its not the weather Hand me my leather |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Look I'm standing naked before you
Don't you want more than my sex I can scream as loud as your last one But I can't claim innocence Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever And its not the weather Hand me my leather I could just pretend that you love me The night would lose all sense of fear But why do I need you to love me When you can't hold what I hold dear Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever And its not the weather Hand me my leather I almost ran over an angel He had a nice big fat cigar "IN A SENSE" he said "you're alone here So if you jump you best jump far" Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever And its not the weather Oh god could it be the weather Oh god its all very clear If love isn't forever And its not the weather Hand me my leather |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Yellow bird flying
Get shot in the wing Good year for hunters And Christmas parties And I hate And I hate And I hate And I hate Elevator music The way we fight The way I'm left here silent Oh, these little earthquakes Here we go again Oh, these little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces We danced in graveyards With vampires till dawn We laughed in the faces of kings Never afraid to burn And I hate And I hate And I hate And I hate Disintegration Watching us wither Black winged roses That safely change their color Oh, these little earthquakes Here we go again Oh, these little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces I can't reach you, I can't reach you I can't reach you, I can't reach you Can't reach you Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Oh, these little earthquakes Here we go again Oh, these little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Yellow bird flying
Get shot in the wing Good year for hunters And Christmas parties And I hate And I hate And I hate And I hate Elevator music The way we fight The way I'm left here silent Oh, these little earthquakes Here we go again Oh, these little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces We danced in graveyards With vampires till dawn We laughed in the faces of kings Never afraid to burn And I hate And I hate And I hate And I hate Disintegration Watching us wither Black winged roses That safely change their color Oh, these little earthquakes Here we go again Oh, these little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces I can't reach you, I can't reach you I can't reach you, I can't reach you Can't reach you Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again Oh, these little earthquakes Here we go again Oh, these little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
5:00 am Friday morning
Thursday night far from sleep I'm still up and driving Can't go home obviously So I'll just change direction Cause they'll soon know where I live And I wanna live Got a full tank and some chips It was me and a gun And a man on my back And I sang "holy holy" as he Buttoned down his pants You can laugh, its kind of funny Things you think times like these Like I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this Yes I wore a slinky red thing Does that mean I should spread For you, your friends Your father, Mr Ed It was me and a gun And a man on my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this And I know what this means Me and Jesus a few years back used to hang And he said "it's your choice babe Just remember I don't hink You'll be back in 3 days time So you choose well" Tell me whats right? Is it my right To be on my stomach of Fred's Seville? It was me and a gun And a man on my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this And do you know Carolina Where the biscuits are soft and sweet These things go through your head When there's a man on your back And you're pushed flat on your stomach It's not a classic caddilac It was me and a gun And a man on my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this No, I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Go go go go now
Out of the nest it's time Go go go now Circus girl without a safety net Here here now don't cry You raised your hand for the assignment Tuck those ribbons under your helmet Be a good soldier First my left foot then my right behind the other Pantyhose running in the cold Mother the car is here Somebody leave the light on Green limosine for the redhead dancing dancing girl And when I dance for him Somebody leave the light on Just in just in case I like the dancing I can remember where I come from I walked into your dream And now I've forgotten how to dream my own dream You are the clever one aren't you Brides in veils for you We told you all of our secrets All but one And don't you even try The phone has been disconnected Dripping with blood and with time and with your advice Poison me against the moon Mother the car is here Somebody leave the light on Black chariot for the redhead dancing dancing girl He's gonna change my name Maybe you'll leave the light on Just in just in case I like the dancing I can remember where I come from I escape into your escape into our very favorite fearscape It's across the sky and across my heart and I cross my legs oh my god First my left foot then my right behind the other Breadcrumbs lost under the snow Oo who mother Oo mother the car is here Maybe maybe you'll leave the light on for the for the for the dancing girl He's gonna change my name Maybe you'll leave the light Just in case I like the dancing I can remember where I come come from Mother Mother Mother |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Go go go go now
Out of the nest it's time Go go go now Circus girl without a safety net Here here now don't cry You raised your hand for the assignment Tuck those ribbons under your helmet Be a good soldier First my left foot then my right behind the other Pantyhose running in the cold Mother the car is here Somebody leave the light on Green limosine for the redhead dancing dancing girl And when I dance for him Somebody leave the light on Just in just in case I like the dancing I can remember where I come from I walked into your dream And now I've forgotten how to dream my own dream You are the clever one aren't you Brides in veils for you We told you all of our secrets All but one And don't you even try The phone has been disconnected Dripping with blood and with time and with your advice Poison me against the moon Mother the car is here Somebody leave the light on Black chariot for the redhead dancing dancing girl He's gonna change my name Maybe you'll leave the light on Just in just in case I like the dancing I can remember where I come from I escape into your escape into our very favorite fearscape It's across the sky and across my heart and I cross my legs oh my god First my left foot then my right behind the other Breadcrumbs lost under the snow Oo who mother Oo mother the car is here Maybe maybe you'll leave the light on for the for the for the dancing girl He's gonna change my name Maybe you'll leave the light Just in case I like the dancing I can remember where I come come from Mother Mother Mother |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
So I ran faster
But it caught me here Yes my loyalties turned Like my ankle In the seventh grade Running after Billy Running after the rain These precious things Let them bleed Let them wash away These precious things Let them break their hold over me He said you're really an ugly girl But I like the way you play And I died But I thanked him Can you believe that Sick Sick Holding on to his picture Dressing up every day I wanna smash the faces Of those beautiful boys Those christian boys So you can make me cum that doesn't make you Jesus These precious things Let them bleed Let them wash away These precious things Let them break their hold over me I remember Yes in my peach party dress No one dared No one cared To tell me where the pretty girls are Those demigods With Their Nine-Inch Nails And Little Fascist Panties Tucked Inside The Heart Of Every Nice Girl These precious things Let them bleed Let them wash away These precious things Let them break Let them wash away These these precious things Let them bleed now Let them wash away These these precious things Let them break their hold over me Precious ... Precious ... |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
So I ran faster
But it caught me here Yes my loyalties turned Like my ankle In the seventh grade Running after Billy Running after the rain These precious things Let them bleed Let them wash away These precious things Let them break their hold over me He said you're really an ugly girl But I like the way you play And I died But I thanked him Can you believe that Sick Sick Holding on to his picture Dressing up every day I wanna smash the faces Of those beautiful boys Those christian boys So you can make me cum that doesn't make you Jesus These precious things Let them bleed Let them wash away These precious things Let them break their hold over me I remember Yes in my peach party dress No one dared No one cared To tell me where the pretty girls are Those demigods With Their Nine-Inch Nails And Little Fascist Panties Tucked Inside The Heart Of Every Nice Girl These precious things Let them bleed Let them wash away These precious things Let them break Let them wash away These these precious things Let them bleed now Let them wash away These these precious things Let them break their hold over me Precious ... Precious ... |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My DOG won't bite if you sit real still I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again Yeah I can hear that Been saved again by the garbage truck I got something to say you know but NOTHING comes Yes I know what you think of me you never shut up Yeah I can hear that But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his with her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice and it's been HERE silent all these years So you found a girl who thinks really Deep Thoughts What's so amazing about really Deep Thoughts Boy you best pray that I bleed real soon How's that thought for you My scream got lost in a paper cup You think there's a heaven where some screams have gone I got 25 bucks and a cracker do you think it's enough To get us there But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his with her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice and it's been HERE silent all these Years go by will I still be waiting For somebody else to understand Years go by if I'm stripped of my beauty And the orange clouds raining in my head Years go by will I choke on my tears Till finally there is nothing left One more casualty You know we're to EASY easy easy Well I love the way we communicate Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape Let's hear what you think of me now but baby don't look up The sky is falling Your MOTHER shows up in a nasty dress It's your turn now to stand where I stand Everybody lookin' at you here take hold of my hand Yeah I can hear them But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his with her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice I hear my voice I hear my voice And it's been HERE silent all these years I've been here silent all these years Silent all these Silent all these years |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My DOG won't bite if you sit real still I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again Yeah I can hear that Been saved again by the garbage truck I got something to say you know but NOTHING comes Yes I know what you think of me you never shut up Yeah I can hear that But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his with her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice and it's been HERE silent all these years So you found a girl who thinks really Deep Thoughts What's so amazing about really Deep Thoughts Boy you best pray that I bleed real soon How's that thought for you My scream got lost in a paper cup You think there's a heaven where some screams have gone I got 25 bucks and a cracker do you think it's enough To get us there But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his with her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice and it's been HERE silent all these Years go by will I still be waiting For somebody else to understand Years go by if I'm stripped of my beauty And the orange clouds raining in my head Years go by will I choke on my tears Till finally there is nothing left One more casualty You know we're to EASY easy easy Well I love the way we communicate Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape Let's hear what you think of me now but baby don't look up The sky is falling Your MOTHER shows up in a nasty dress It's your turn now to stand where I stand Everybody lookin' at you here take hold of my hand Yeah I can hear them But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his with her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice I hear my voice I hear my voice And it's been HERE silent all these years I've been here silent all these years Silent all these Silent all these years |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
All the world just stopped now
So you say you don't wanna stay together anymore Let me take a deep breath babe If you need me, me and neil'll be hangin' out with the DREAM KING Neil says hi by the way I don't believe you're leaving cause me and Charles Manson like the same ice cream I think it's that girl and I think there're pieces of me you've never seen Maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen well All the world is All I am The black of the blackest ocean And that tear in your hand All the world is DANGLIN'... danglin'... danglin' for me DARLIN' You don't know the power that you have With that tear in your hand That tear in your hand Maybe I ain't used to maybes smashing in a cold room cutting my hands up every time I touch you Maybe maybe it's time to wave goodbye now Time to wave goodbye now Caught a ride with the moon I know I know you well well better than I used to HAZE all clouded up my mind In the DAZE of the why it could've never been So you say and I say you know you're full of wish And your "baby baby baby babies" I tell you there're pieces of me you've never seen Maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen well All the world is All I am The black of the blackest ocean And that tear in your hand All the world is DANGLIN'... danglin'... danglin' for me DARLIN' You don't know the power that you have With that tear in your hand That tear in your hand With that tear in your hand Tear in |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
All the world just stopped now
So you say you don't wanna stay together anymore Let me take a deep breath babe If you need me, me and neil'll be hangin' out with the DREAM KING Neil says hi by the way I don't believe you're leaving cause me and Charles Manson like the same ice cream I think it's that girl and I think there're pieces of me you've never seen Maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen well All the world is All I am The black of the blackest ocean And that tear in your hand All the world is DANGLIN'... danglin'... danglin' for me DARLIN' You don't know the power that you have With that tear in your hand That tear in your hand Maybe I ain't used to maybes smashing in a cold room cutting my hands up every time I touch you Maybe maybe it's time to wave goodbye now Time to wave goodbye now Caught a ride with the moon I know I know you well well better than I used to HAZE all clouded up my mind In the DAZE of the why it could've never been So you say and I say you know you're full of wish And your "baby baby baby babies" I tell you there're pieces of me you've never seen Maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen well All the world is All I am The black of the blackest ocean And that tear in your hand All the world is DANGLIN'... danglin'... danglin' for me DARLIN' You don't know the power that you have With that tear in your hand That tear in your hand With that tear in your hand Tear in |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
God I love to turn my little blue world upside down
God I love to turn my little blue world upside down Inside my head the noise, chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter You see I'm afraid I'll always be still coming out of my mother upside down Don't you love to turn this little blue girl upside down Oh I know you love to turn this little blue girl baby upside down But my heart it says You been shatter, shatter, shatter, shatter, shattered And I know you're still a boy Still coming out of your mother But when you gonna stand on your own ? I say the world is sick You say "Tell me what that makes us darlin'" You see, you always find my faults Faster than you find your own You say the world is getting rid of her demons I say "Baby what have you been smoking ?" Well I dreamed, I dreamed, I dreamed I loved a black boy My daddy would scream Oh yeah Don't you love to turn this little blue girl upside down Any kind of touch I think is better than none even upside down But you see I'm tangled up Got a kitten, kitten, kitten, kitten in my hair Cincinnati, I like the word It's the only thing we can seem to turn upside down Well I found the secret to life I found the secret to life I'm okay when everything is not okay I said I found the secret to life I found the secret to life I'm okay when everything is not okay Is not okay Oh, we turn and we turn our little blue world upside down I said, don't we love to turn our little blue world baby upside down ? Inside my head a voice chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter And it says girl you're all the same,still coming out of your mothers Still coming out of your mothers, upside down |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Snow can wait
I forgot my mittens Wipe my nose Get my new boots on I get a little warm in my heart When I think of winter I put my hand in my father's glove I run off where the drifts get deeper Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown I hear a voice "You must learn to stand up for yourself Cause I can't alyways be around" He says when you gonna make up your mind When you gonna love you as much as I do When you gonna make up your mind Cause things are gonna change so fast All the white horses are still in bed I tell you that I'll always want you near You say that things change my dear Boys get discovered as winter melts Flowers competing for the sun Years go by and I'm here still waiting Withering where some snowman was Mirror mirror where's the crystal palace But I only can see myself SKATING around the truth who I am But I know dad the ice is getting thin When you gonna make up your mind When you gonna love you as much as I do When you gonna make up your mind Cause things are gonna change so fast All the white horses are still in bed I tell you that I'll always want you near You say that things change my dear Hair is grey and the fires are burning So many dreams on the shelf You say I wanted you to be proud of me I always wanted that myself When you gonna make up your mind When you gonna love you as much as I do When you gonna make up your mind Cause things are gonna change so fast All the white horses have gone ahead I tell you that I'll always want you near You say that things change my dear Never change All the white horses |
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from Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes (1991)
Snow can wait
I forgot my mittens Wipe my nose Get my new boots on I get a little warm in my heart When I think of winter I put my hand in my father's glove I run off where the drifts get deeper Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown I hear a voice "You must learn to stand up for yourself Cause I can't alyways be around" He says when you gonna make up your mind When you gonna love you as much as I do When you gonna make up your mind Cause things are gonna change so fast All the white horses are still in bed I tell you that I'll always want you near You say that things change my dear Boys get discovered as winter melts Flowers competing for the sun Years go by and I'm here still waiting Withering where some snowman was Mirror mirror where's the crystal palace But I only can see myself SKATING around the truth who I am But I know dad the ice is getting thin When you gonna make up your mind When you gonna love you as much as I do When you gonna make up your mind Cause things are gonna change so fast All the white horses are still in bed I tell you that I'll always want you near You say that things change my dear Hair is grey and the fires are burning So many dreams on the shelf You say I wanted you to be proud of me I always wanted that myself When you gonna make up your mind When you gonna love you as much as I do When you gonna make up your mind Cause things are gonna change so fast All the white horses have gone ahead I tell you that I'll always want you near You say that things change my dear Never change All the white horses |
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from Tori Amos - Crucify [ep] (1992)
Angie
Angie When will those clouds all disappear. Angie Angie Where will it lead us from here? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats. You can't say we're satisfied Angie Angie You can't say we never tried. Angie, you're beautiful. Every time we say good-bye. All the dreams we held so close, seem to all go up in smoke now Let me whisper in your ear..., "Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here." With no loving in our souls And no money in our coats You can't say we're satisfied, oh Angie I still love you baby. Everywhere I look, I see your eyes. There's another woman that comes close to you. Dry those tears from your eyes. Hey Angie...Angie You can't say we've never tried Angie. I still love you. Anytime we say good-bye |
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from Tori Amos - Crucify [ep] (1992)
Every finger in the room is pointing at me,
I wanna spit in their faces, Then I get afraid of what that could bring. I got a boling ball in my stomach, I got a desert in my mouth. Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now. I've been looking for a saviour in these dirty streets, Looking for a saviour beneath these dirty sheets, I've been raising up my hands drive another nail in Just what God needs one more victim . Why do we crucify ourselves Everyday I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you I crucify myself Everyday I crucify mysel. And my heart is sick of being, I said my heart is sick of being in chains. Got a kick for a dog beggin' for love I gotta have my suffering so that I can have my cross I know a cat named Easter he says "Will you ever learn" You're just an empty cage girl if you killl the bird. I've been looking for a saviour in these dirty streets, Looking for a saviour beneath these dirty sheets, I've been raising up my hands drive another nail in Got enough guilt to start my own religion. Why do we crucify ourselves Everyday I crucify myself Nothing I do is good enough for you I crucify myself Everyday I crucify mysel. And my heart is sick of being, I said my heart is sick of being in chains. Please be Save me I cry. |
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from Tori Amos - Crucify [ep] (1992)
Load up on guns and
Bring your friends It`s fun to lose And to pretend She`s over bored And self assured Oh no, I know a dirty word 후렴 hello, hello, hello how low? With the lights out it`s less dangerous Here we are now Entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now Entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My Libido I`m worse at what I do best And for this gift I feel blessed Our little group has always been And always will until the end 후렴 반복 간주 And I forget just why I taste Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile I found it hard It was hard to find Oh well, whatever, Never mind 후렴 반복 A denial, a denial, a denial... |
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from Tori Amos - Crucify [ep] (1992)
If the sun refused to shine
I would still be lovin' you When mountains crumble to the sea There'll still be you and me Kind woman, I give you my all Kind woman, nothing more Little drops of rain whisper of the pain Tears of loves lost in the days gone by My love is strong, with you there is no wrong Together we shall go until we die My, my, my Inspiration's what you are to me Inspiration, look see And so today, my world it smiles Your hand in mine, we walk the miles Thanks to you it will be done For you to me are the only one Happiness, no more be sad Happiness....I'm glad |
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from Tori Amos - Crucify [ep] (1992)
Snow can wait, I forgot my mittens Wipe my nose, get my new boots on I get a little warm in my heart when I think of winter I put my hand in my father's glove I run off where the drifts get deeper Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown I hear a voice ""You must learn to stand up for yourself cause I can't always be around"" He says when you gonna make up your mind When you gonna love you as much as I do When you gonna make up your mind Cause things are gonna change so fast All the white horses are still in bed I tell you that I'll always want you near You say that things change my dear Boys get discovered as winter melts Flowers competing for the sun Years go by and I'm here still waiting Withering where some snowman was Mirror mirror where's the crystal palace but I only can see myself Skating around the truth who I am but I know, dad, the ice is getting thing When you gonna make up your mind When you gonna love you as much as I do When you gonna make up your mind Cause things are gonna change so fast All the white horses are still in bed I tell you that I'll always want you near You say that things change my dear Hair is grey and the fires are burning So many dreams on the shelf You say I wanted you to be proud I always wanted that myself When you gonna make up your mind When you gonna love you as much as I do When you gonna make up your mind Cause things are gona change so fast All the white horses have gone ahead I tell you that I'll always want you near You say that things change my dear Never change All the white horses |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Baker Baker baking a cake
Make me a day, make me whole again And I wonder what's in a day What's in your cake this time? I guess you heard he's gone to L.A. He says that behind my eyes I'm hiding And he tells me I pushed him away That my heart's been hard to find. Here... There must be something here There must be something here Here... Baker Baker, can you explain If truly his heart was made of icing And I wonder how mine would taste Maybe we could change his mind. I know you're late for your next parade You came to make sure that I'm not running Well I ran from him in all kinds of ways Guess it was her turn this time. Time... Thought I'd make friends with time Thought we'd be flying Maybe not this time. Baker Baker, baking a cake Make me a day, make me whole again And I wonder if he's ok If you see him say "hi". |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Baker Baker baking a cake
Make me a day Make me whole again And I wonder what's in a day What's in your cake this time I guess you heard he's gone to L.A. He says that behind my eyes I'm hiding And he tells me I pushed him away That my heart's been hard to find Here there must be something here There must be something here here Baker Baker can you explain If truly his heart was made of icing And I wonder how mine would taste Maybe we could change his mind I know you're late for your next parade You came to make sure that I'm not running Well I ran from him in all kinds of ways Guess it was her turn this time Time Thought I'd make friends with time Thought we'd be flying Maybe not this time Baker Baker baking a cake Make me a day Make me whole again And I wonder if he's ok If you see him say hi |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
And through the life force and there goes her friend
On her Nishiki it's out of time And through the portal they can make amends Hey would you say whatever we're blanket friends Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way And through the walls they made their mudpies I've got your mind I said She said I've your voice I said you don't need my voice girl You have your own But you never thought it was enough of So they went years and years Like sisters blanket girls Always there through that and this There's nothing we cannot ever fix I said Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way Bells and footfalls and soldiers and dolls Brothers and lovers she and I were Now she seems to be sand under his shoes There's nothing I can do Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way And now I speak to you are you in there You have her face and her eyes But you are not her And we go at each other like blank ettes Who can't find their thread and their bare Can't stop loving Can't stop what is on its way And I see it coming And it's on its way Prepared upright piano and vocal - Tori Amos Prepared by John Philip Shenale and Eric Rosse Mixed by Ross Cullum. |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
And through the life force
And there goes her friend On her Nishiki it's out of time And through the portal they Can make amends Hey would you say whatever We're blanket friends Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way And through the walls they Made their mudpies I've got your mind I said She said I've your voice I said you don't need my voice Girl you have your own But you never thought it was enough of So they went years and years Like sisters, blanket girls Always there through that and this There's nothing we cannot ever fix I said Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way Bells and footfalls and soldiers and dolls Brothers and lovers she and I were Now she seems to be sand under his shoes There's nothing I can do Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way And now I speak to you are you in there You have her face and her eyes But you are not her And we go at each other like blankets Who can't find their thread and their bare Can't stop loving Can't stop what is on its way And I see it coming and it's on its way |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Someone's knockin on my kitchen door
Leave the wood outside What all the girls here are freezing cold Leave me with your Borneo I don't need much to keep me warm Well don't stop now what you're doing What you're doing my ugly one Bring them all here Hard to hide a hundred girls in your hair It won't be fair if I hate her, if I ate her You can go now You can go now... You're already in there I'll be wearing your tattoo You're already in there Got a cloud sleeping on my tongue He goes then it goes And kiss the violets as they're waking up Leave me with your Borneo Leave me the way I was before You're already in there I'll be wearing your tatoo I'm already in circles and Circles and circles again The girl's in circles and circles Got to stop spinning Circles and circles and circles again Thought I was over the bridge now. |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Someone's knocking on my kitchen door
Leave the wood outside what All the girls here are freezing cold Leave me with your Borneo I don't need much to keep me warm Don't stop now what you're doing What you're doing What you're doing, my ugly one Bring them all here Hard to hide a hundred girls in your hair It won't be fair If I hate her If I ate her You can go now You're already in there I'll be wearing your tatoo You're already in there Got a cloud sleeping on my tongue He goes then it goes and Kiss the voilets as they're waking up Leave me with your Borneo Leave me the way I was before You're already in there I'll be wearing your tatoo I'm already in circles and circles and circles again The girl's in circles and circles Got to stop spinning Circles and circles and circles again Thought I was over the bridge now |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Never was a cornflake girl
Though that was a good solution Hanging with the raisin girls She's gone to the other side Giving us a yo heave ho Things are getting kind of gross And I go at sleepy time This is not really happening You bet your life it is Peel out the watchword Just peel out the watchword She knows what's going on Seems we got a cheaper feel now All the sweeteaze are gone Gone to the other side With my encyclopedia They musts paid her a nice price She's putting on her string bean love This is not really happening You bet your life it is Peel out the watchword Just peel out the watchword Rabbit, where'd you put the keys, girl And the man with the golden gun Thinks he knows so much Thinks he knows so much Rabbit, where'd you put the keys, girl |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Never was a cornflake girl
thought that was a good solution hangin with the rasin girls she's gone to the other side givin us a yo heave ho things are getting kinda gross and I go it's sleepy time this is not really this a this a this is not really happening you bet your life it is peel out the watchword just peel out the watchword she knows what's going in seems we got a cheaper feel now all the sweeteaze are gone gone to the other side with my encyclopedia they musta paid her a nice price she's puttin on her string bean love this is not really this a this a this is not really happening you bet your life it is rabbit where'd you put the keys girl and the man with the golden gun thinks he knows so much rabbit where'd you put the keys girl |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
God sometimes you just don't come through
God sometimes you just don't come through Do you need a woman to look after you God sometimes you just don't come through You make pretty daisies pretty daisies love I gotta find what you're doing about things here A few witches burning gets a little toasty here I gotta find why you always go When the wind blows Tell me you're crazy maybe then I'll understand You got your 9 iron in the back seat just in case Heard you've gone south well Babe you love your new 4 wheel I gotta find why you always go When the wind blows [give not thy strength unto women nor thy ways to that which destroyeth kings] Will you even tell her if you Decide to make the sky fall Will you even tell her if you Decide to make the sky God sometimes you just don't come through God sometimes you just don't come through Do you need a woman to look after you God sometimes you just don't come through |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
God, sometimes you just don't come through
God, sometimes you just don't come through Do you need a woman to look after you God, sometimes you just don't come through You make pretty daisies, pretty daisies love I gotta find what you're doing about things here A few witches burning gets a little toasty here I gotta find Why you always go When the wind blows God, sometimes you just don't come through God, sometimes you just don't come through Do you need a woman to look after you God, sometimes you just don't come through Tell me you're crazy maybe then I'll understand You got your 9 iron in the back seat just in case You heard you've gone south Well, baby, you love your new 4 wheel I gotta find Why you always go When the wind blows Will you even tell her If you decide to make the sky fall Will you even tell her If you decide to make the sky fall God, sometimes you just don't come through God, sometimes you just don't come through Do you need a woman to look after you God, sometimes you just don't come through |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Icicle Icicle
Where are you going? I have a hiding place when spring marches in. Will you keep watch for me? I hear them calling Gonna lay down, gonna lay down Greeting the monster in our Easter dresses Father says bow your head Like the Good Book says Well I think the Good Book is missing some pages Gonna lay down, gonna lay down And when my hand touches myself I can finally rest my head And when they say take from his body I think I'll take from mine instead Getting off, getting off While they're all downstairs Singing prayers, sing away He's in my pumpkin p.j's Lay your book on my chest Feel the word, feel the word Feel the word Feel it I could have, I should have I could have flown away I could have, I should have I didn't so. |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Icicle Icicle
Where are you going? I have a hiding place when spring marches in. Will you keep watch for me? I hear them calling Gonna lay down, gonna lay down Greeting the monster in our Easter dresses Father says bow your head Like the Good Book says Well I think the Good Book is missing some pages Gonna lay down, gonna lay down And when my hand touches myself I can finally rest my head And when they say take from his body I think I'll take from mine instead Getting off, getting off While they're all downstairs Singing prayers, sing away He's in my pumpkin p.j's Lay your book on my chest Feel the word, feel the word Feel the word Feel it I could have, I should have I could have flown away I could have, I should have I didn't so. |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
I don't believe I went too far
I said I was willing She said she knew what my books did not I thought she knew what's up Past the mission Behind the prison tower Past the mission I once knew a hot girl Past the mission They're closing every hour Past the mission I smell the roses She said they all think they know him well She knew him better Everyone wanted something from him I did too but I shut my mouth He just gave me a smile Past the mission Behind the prison tower Past the mission I once knew a hot girl Past the mission They're closing every hour Past the mission I smell the roses Hey they found a body Not sure it was his but they're using his name And she gave him shelter And somewhere I know she knows Something only she knows Past the mission Behind the prison tower Past the mission I once knew a hot girl Past the mission They're closing every hour Past the mission I smell the roses |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Tears on the sleeve of a man
Don't want to be a boy today Heard the eternal footman Bought himself a bike to race And Greg he writes letters and burns his CDs They say you were something in those formative years Hold onto nothing as fast as you can Well still pretty good year Maybe a bright sandy beach Is gonna bring you back Maybe not so now you're off You're gonna see America Well let me tell you something about America Pretty good year Some things are melting now Well what's it gonna take till my baby's alright And Greg he writes letters with his birthday pen Sometimes he's aware that they're drawing him in Lucy was pretty your best friend agreed Well still pretty good year |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Way to go Mr. Microphone
Show us all what you don't know Centuries secret societies He's our commander still Space Dog So sure we were on something Your feet are finally on the ground he said So sure we were on something Your feet are just on the ground girl Rain and snow Our engines have been Receiving your eager call There's Colonel Dirtyfishydishcloth He'll distract her good Don't worry so And to the one you thought was on your side She can't understand She truly believes the lies Lemon Pie He's coming through Our commander still, Space Dog Lines secure, Space Dog Deck the halls, I'm young again, I'm you again. Racing turtles, The grapefruit is winning. Seems I keep getting this story twisted So where's Neil when you need him Deck the halls It's you again, it's you again Somewhere someone must know the ending Is she still pissing in the river now Heard she's gone Moved into a trailer park So sure we were on something Your feet finally on the ground he said So sure we were on something You feet just on the ground girl So sure we were on something Your feet finally on the ground he said So sure we were on something Your feet are just on the ground |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
Way to go Mr Microphone
Show us all what you don't know Centuries secret societies He's out commander still Space Dog So sure we were on something Your feet are finally on the ground he said So sure we were on something Your feet are just on the ground girl Rain and snow Our engines have been receiving your eager call There's Colonel Dirtyfishydishcloth He'll distract her good Don't worry so And to the one you thought was on your side She can't understand She truly believes the lies Lemon Pie He's coming through Our commander still Space Dog Lines secure Space Dog Deck the halls I'm young again I'm you again Racing turtles The grapefruit is winning Seems i keep getting this story twisted So where's Neil when you need him Deck the halls It's you again It's you again Somewhere someone must know the ending Is she still pissing in the river now Heard she's gone Moved into a trailer park So sure we were on something [so sure those girls now are in the Navy] Your feet finally on the ground he said [those bombs our friends can't even hurt you now] So sure we were on something [and hold those tears cause they're still on your side] You feet just on the ground girl [don't hear the dogs barking] So sure we were on something [don't say you know we've gone Andromeda] Your feet finally on the ground he said [stood with those girls before] So sure we were on something [the hair in pairs it just got nasty] Your feet are just on the ground [and now those girls are gone] |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
So I want to kill this waitress
She's worked here a year longer than I If I did it fast you know it's an act of kindness But I believe in peace I believe in peace, Bitch I believe in peace I want to kill this waitress I can't believe this voilence in mind And is her power all in her club sandwich But I believe in peace I believe in peace, Bitch I believe in peace I want to kill this killing wish They're too many stars and not enough sky Boys all think she's living kindness Ask a fellow waitress Ask a fellow waitress |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
So I want to kill this waitress
She's worked her a year longer than I If I did it fast you know That's an act of kindness But I believe in peace I believe in peace, Bitch I believe in peace I want to kill this waitress I can't believe this violence in mind And is her power all in her club sandwich But I believe in peace I believe in peace, Bitch I believe in peace I want to kill this killing wish They're too many stars and not enough sky Boys all think she's living kindness Ask a fellow waitress... Ask a fellow waitress... |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
I think it's perfectly clear,
We're in the wrong band. Ginger is always sincere Just not to one man She called me up and she said You know that I'm drowning It's the dog trainer again He says that he thinks that she needs more hands I think it's perfectly clear We're in the wrong band Senator let's be sincere As much as we can He called her up and he said The new prosecutor soon Will be wanting a word So she's got a soft spot for heels and spurs And there's something believin' in her voice again Said there's something believin' Instead of just leavin' And she gets her cigars from The sweet fat man I think it's perfectly clear We're in the wrong band Heidi says she'll be sincere As much as she can I called her up and I said You know that I'm drowning Put on your raincoat again Cause even the sun's got a price on it And there's something believin' in her voice again Said there's something believin' in her voice Instead of just leavin' She said it's time I open my eyes Don't be afraid to open your eyes Maybe she's right, maybe she's right Maybe she's right... Maybe she's right... |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
I think it's perfectly clear
We're in the wrong band Ginger is always sincere Just not to one man She called me up and she said You know that I'm drowning It's the dog trainer again he says that he thinks that she needs more hands I think it's perfectly clear We're in the wrong band Senator let's be sincere As much as we can He called her up and he said The new prosecutor soon will be wanting a word So she's got a soft spot for heels and spurs And there's something believin in her voice again Said there's something believin Instead of just leavin And she gets her cigars from the sweet fat man I think it's perfectly clear We're in the wrong band Heidi says she'll be sincere As much as she can I called her up and I said You know that I'm drowning Put on your raincoat again Cause even the sun's got a price on it And there's something believin in her voice again Said there's something believin in her voice Instead of just leavin She said it's time I open my eyes Don't be afraid to open your eyes Maybe she's right Maybe she's right Maybe she's right Maybe she's right |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
I know what you want
your magpies have come If you know me so well then Tell me which hand I use Make them go Make it go Saw her there in the restaurant Poppy don't go I know your mother is a good one But Poppy don't go I'll take you home Show me the things that I've been missin' Show me the ways I forgot to be speaking Show me the ways to get back to the garden Show me the ways to get around the get around Show me the ways to button up buttons That have forgotten they're buttons Well we can't have that forgetting that Girls girls What have we done, what have we done to ourselves Driving on the vine Over clothes lines But officer I saw the sign Thought I'd been through this in 1919 Counting the tears Of ten thousand men And gathered them all But my feet are slipping There's something we left on the windowsill There's something we left yes We'll see how brave you are We'll see how fast you'll be running We'll see how brave you are Yes, Anastasia And all your dollies have friends Thought she deserved no less than she'd give Well happy birthday Her blood's on my hands It's kind of a shame Cause I did like that dress It's funny the things that you find in the rain The things that you find In the mall and In the date-mines In the knot still in her hair On the bus I'm On my way down All the girls seem to be there Come along now little darlin' Come along now with me Come along now little darlin' We'll see how brave you are |
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from Tori Amos - Under The Pink (1994)
I know what you want the
Magpies have come If you know me so well then Tell me which hand I use Make them go Make it go Saw her there in a restaurant Poppy don't go I know your mother is a good one But Poppy don't go, I'll take you home. Show me the things I've been missin' Show me the ways I forgot to be speaking Show me the ways To get back to the garden Show me the ways To get around the get around Show me the ways To button up buttons That have forgotten they're buttons Well we can't have that forgetting that Girls, girls what have we done What have we done to ourselves Driving on the vine Over clothes lines But officer I saw the sign Thought I'd been through this in 1919 Counting the tears of ten thousand men And gathered them all, but my feet are slipping There's something we left on the windowsill There's something we left yes We'll see how brave you are We'll see how fast you'll be running We'll see how brave you are Yes, Anastasia And all your dollies have friends Thought she deserved no less than she'd give Well happy birthday her blood's on my hands It's kind of a shame cause I did like that dress It's funny the things that you find in the rain The things that you find... In the mall and in the date mines In the knots still in her hair On the bus I'm on my way down All the girls seem to be there Come along now little darlin' Come along now with me Come along now little darlin' We'll see how brave you are. |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Gotta tell you what I heard from Agent Orange
Mister Suntan, Mister Happy Man Mister I know the girls on all the world tours Mister Agent, yeah He's my favorite and they don't understand he's got palm oil pants yes he's down and there and everywhere he's getting in too deep in this underwater city where she swims and swims |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Blood Roses
Blood Roses Back on the street now can't forget the things you never said on days like these gets me thinking when chickens get a taste of your meat chickens get a taste of meat You gave them your blood and you warm little diamond he likes killing you after you're dead you think I'm a queer I think you're a queer I think you're a queer Waid I think you're a queer and I shaved ever place where you been I shaved everyplace wher you been God knows I know I've thrown away those graces the Belle of New Orleans tried to show me once how to tango wrapped around your feet wrapped around like good little roses Blood Roses Blood Roses back on the street now now you've cut out the flute from the throat of the loon at least when you cry now he can't even hear you when chicken get a taste of your meat when he sucks you deep sometimes you're nothing but meat |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Caught a lite sneeze caught a lite breeze
caught a lightweight lightningseed boys on my left side boys on my right side boys in the middle and you're not here I need a big loan from the girl zone building tumbling down didn't know our love was so small couldn't stand it all Mr St. John just bring your son the spire is hot and my cells can't feed and you still got that Belle dragging you foots I'm hiding it well Sister Ernestine but I still got that Belle dragging my foots right on time you get closer and closer called my name but there's no way in use taht fame rent your wife and kids today maybe she will maybe she will caught a lite sneeze dreamed a little dream made my own pretty hate machine boys on my left side boys on my right side boys in the middle and you're not here boys in their dresses and you're not here I need a big loan from the girl zone |
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hand me a trick and a kick and your message
well you'll never gain weight from a doughnut hole then thought that I could decipher your message there's no one here dear no one at all and if I'm wasting all your time this time maybe you never learned to take and if I'm hanging on to your shade I guess I'm way beyond the pale and southern men can grow gold can grow pretty blood can be pretty like a delicate man copper to steel to a hinge that is faltered that let's you in let's you in let's you in something's just keeping you numb you told me last night you were a sun now with your very own devoted satellite happy for you and I am sure that I hate you two sons too many too many able fires and if I'm wasting all your time this time maybe you never learned to take and if I'm hanging on to your shade I guess I'm way beyond the pale |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Father Lucifer
you never looked so sane you always did prefer the drizzle to the rain tell me that you'll stay in love with that Milkmaid how's the Lizzies how's your Jesus Christ been hanging nothings gonna stop me from floating nothings gonna stop me from floating he says he reckons I'm a watercolor stain he says I run and then I run from him and then I run he didn't see me watching from the aeroplane he wiped a tear and then he threw away our appleseed nothings gonna stop me from floating everyday's my wedding day though baby's still in his comatose state I'll die my own Easter eggs don't go yet and Beenie lost the sunset but that's OK does Joe bring flowers to Marilyn's grave and girls that eat pizza and never gain weight Father Lucifer you never looked so sane |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
no one's picking up the phone
guess it's me and me and this little masochist she's ready to confess all the things that I never thought that she could feel and hey Jupiter nothings been the same so are you gay are you blue thought we both could use a friend to run to and I thought I wouldn't have to keep with you hiding thought I knew myself so well all the dolls I had took my leather off the shelf your apocalypse was fab for a girl who couldn't choose between the shower or the bath and I thought I wouldn't have to be with you a magazine no one's picking up the phone guess it's clear he's gone and this little masochist is lifting up her dress guess I thought I could never feel the things I feel hey Jupiter |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
I got me some horses
to ride on to ride on they say that your demons can't go there so I got me some horses to ride on to ride on as long as your army keeps perfectly still and maybe you'll find me a sailor a tailor and maybe together we'll make mother well so I got me some horses to ride on to ride on as long as your army keeps perfectly still you showed me your meadow and Milkwood and Silkwood and you would if I would but you never would so I chased down your posies your pansies in my hosies then opened my hands and they were empty then off with Superfly sniffing a Sharpie pen honey it's Bill and Ben off with supperfly counting your bees oh me honey like one two three the camera is rolling it's easy like one two three and if there is a way to find you I will find you but will you find me if Neil makes me a tree an afro a pharaoh I can't go you said so and threads that are golden don't break easily |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
In The Springtime Of His Voodoo
by Tori Amos Standin' on a corner in Winslow Arizona and I'm quite sure I'm in the wrong song 2 girls 65 got a piece tied up in the back seat "honey we're Recovering Christians" in the Springtime of his voodoo he was going to show me spring and right there for a minute I knew you so well got an angry snatch girls you know what I mean when swivelin that hip doesn't do the trick me pureed sanitarily Mr Sulu warp speed warp speed in the Springtime of his voodoo every road leads back to my door every road I will follow every road leads back to my door got all your crosses loaded and I know she's not that Foxy Boys I said I know she's not that Foxy but you gotta owe something sometimes you gotta owe when you're your momma's sunshine you've got to give something sometimes when you're the sweetest cherry in an apple pie I need some voodoo on these prunes in the Springtime of his voodoo he was going to show me spring |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Little Amsterdam
in a southern town hominy get it on the plate girl Momma keep your head down Momma it wasn't my bullet don't take me back to the Range I'm just coming out of the cell in my brain girl you got to know these days which side your on Momma got shit she loved a brown man then she built a bridge in the Sheriff's bed she'd do anything to save her man you see her olives are cold pressed and her best friend is a sun dress but Momma it wasn't my bullet round and a round and a round I go round and a round this time for keeps Father only you can save my soul and playing that organ must count for something girl you got to know these days which sid eyour on Little Amsterdam shut down today they buried her with a butter bean bouquet and the Sheriff now can't ride away like he said into the sunset and I won't say he shouldna paid but Momma it wasn't my bullet |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
tuna
rubber a little blubber in my igloo and I knew you pigtails and all girls when they fall and they said Marianne killed herself and I said not a chance don't you love the girls ladies babes old bags who say she was so pretty why why why why did she crawl down in the old deep ravine c'mon pigtails girls and all those sailors get your bags and hold down won't you just hold down cause Ed is watching my every sound I said they're watching my every sound the weasel squeaks faster than a seven day week I said Timmy and that purple Monkey are all down at Bobby's house making themselves pesters and lesters and jesters and my traitors of kind and I'm just having thoughts of Marianne she could outrun the fastest slug she could Marianne quickest girl in the frying pan |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Hello, Mr.Zebra
Can I have your sweater Cause it's cold cold cold in my hole hole hole Ratatouille strychine Sometimes she's a friend of mind with a gigantic whirlpool that will bolw your mind Hello, Mr.Zebra Ran into some confusion with a Mrs.Crocodile furry mussels marching on She think's she's kaiser wilhelm or a civilizend syllabub to blow your mind figure it out She, she is a goodtime fella She got a little fund to fight for moneypenny's rights figure it out She, she is a goodtime fella too bad the burial was premature she said and smiled |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Muhammad my friend
it's time to tell the world we both know it was a girl back in Bethlehem and on that fateful day when she was crucified she wore Shiseido Red and we drank tea by her side sweet sweet used to be so sweet to me Muhammad my friend I'm getting very scared teach me how to love my brothers who don't know the law and what about the deal on the flying trapeze got a peanut butter hand but honey do drop in at the Dew Drop Inn sweet sweet between the boys and the bees and Moses I know I know you've seen fire but you've never seen fire until you've seen the Pele blow and I've never seen light but I sure have seen gold and Gladys save a place for me on you grapevine till I get my own TV show ashre ashre ashre ashre and if I lose my Cracker Jacks at the tidal wave I got a place in the Pope's rubber robe Muhammad my friend it's time to tell the world we both know it was a girl back in Bethlehem |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Not the Red Baron
Not Charlie Brown think I got the message figured another pilot down and are there devils with halos in beautiful capes taking them into the flames Not Judy G Not Jean Jean with a hallowed heart I see that screen go down in the flames with every step with every beautiful heel pointed Not the Red Baron I'm sure Not Charlie's wonderful dog not anyone I really know just another pilot down maybe I'll just sing him a last little sound many there know some girls with red ribbons the prettiest red ribbons |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
slag pit
stag shit honey bring it close to my lips yes don't blow those brains yet we gotta be big boy we gotta be big starfucker just like my Daddy just like my Daddy selling his baby just like my Daddy gonna strike a deal make him feel like a Congressman it runs in the family rest your shoulders Peaches and Cream everywhere a Judas as far as you can see Beautiful angel calling "we got every re-run of Muhammed Ali" prism perfect honey bring it close to your lips yes what is termed a landslide of principle proportioned boy it better be big boy starfucker just like my Daddy just like my Daddy selling his baby just like my Daddy gonna strike a deal make him feel like a Congressman it runs in the family Mother Mary china white brown may be sweeter she will supply |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Putting The Damage On
by Tori Amos Glue stuck to my shoes Does anyone know why you play with an orange rind You say you packed my things And you divided what was mine You're off to the mountain top I say her skinny legs could use the sun But now I'm wishing For my best impression of my best Angie Dickinson But now I've got to worry Cause boy you still look pretty When you're putting the damage on Don't make me scratch on your door I never left you for a banjo I only just turned around For a poodle and a corvette And my impression Of my best Angie Dickinson But now I've got to worry Cause boy you still look pretty When you're putting the damage on I'm trying not to move It's just your ghost passing through I said I'm trying not to move It's just your ghost passing through It's just your ghost passing through And now I'm quite sure There's a light in your platoon I never seen a light move Like yours can do to me So now I'm wishing For my best impression Of my best Anigie Dickinson But now I've got to worry Cause boy you still look pretty To me But I've got a place to go I've got a ticket to your late show And now I've got to worry even still You sure are pretty When you're putting the damage on Yes When you're putting the damage on You're just so pretty When you're putting the damage on |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Congratulate you
said you had a double tongue balancing cake and bread say goodbye to a glitter girl Talula, Talula you don't want to lose her she must be worth losing if it is worth something Talula, Talula she's brand new now to you wrapped in your papoose your little Fig Newton say goodbye to the old world ran into the Henchman who severed Anne Boleyn he did it right quickly a merciful man she said 1 + 1 is 2 but Henry said that it was 3 so it was here I am Talula, Talula I don't want to lose it it must be worth losing if it is worth something Talula, Talula she's brand new now to you wrapped in your papoose your little Fig Newton and Jamaica do you know what I have done Mary M weaving on said what you want is in the blood Senators I got Big Bird on the fishing line with a bit of a shout a bit of a shout a bit of an angry snout he's my favorite hooker of the whole bunch and I know about his only bride and how the Russians die on the ice I got my rape hat on honey but I always could accessorize and I never cared too much for the money but I know right now that it's in God's hands but I don't know who the father is Talula, Talula I don't want to lose him he must be worth losing if it is worth something Talula, Talula he's brand new now to you wrapped in you papoose your little Fig Newton |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Twinkle
by Tori Amos sure that star can twinkle and you're watching it do boy so hard boy so hard but I know a girl twice as hard and I'm sure said I'm sure she's watching it too no matter what she's got in her right dresser tied I know she's watching that star gonna twinkle gonna twinkle gonna twinkle and last time I knew she worked at an Abbey in Iona she said "I killed a man T I've gotta stay hidden in this Abbey" but I can see that star when she twinkles and she twinkles and I sure can that means I sure can that means I sure can so hard so hard |
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from Tori Amos - Boys For Pele (1995)
Maybe I'm the afterglow cause I'm with the band you know
Don't you hear the laughter on the way down Yes I am the anchorman dining here with son of Sam a hair too much to chat of on the way down gonna meet a great big star gonna drive his great big car gonna have it all here on the way down Way down, way down she knows, let's go Way down, way down, way down, she knows |
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from Tori Amos - Enhanced Cd5-5 Tracks (1995)
Congratulate you
said you had a double tongue balancing cake and bread say goodbye to a glitter girl Talula, Talula you don't want to lose her she must be worth losing if it is worth something Talula, Talula she's brand new now to you wrapped in your papoose your little Fig Newton say goodbye to the old world ran into the Henchman who severed Anne Boleyn he did it right quickly a merciful man she said 1 + 1 is 2 but Henry said that it was 3 so it was here I am Talula, Talula I don't want to lose it it must be worth losing if it is worth something Talula, Talula she's brand new now to you wrapped in your papoose your little Fig Newton and Jamaica do you know what I have done Mary M weaving on said what you want is in the blood Senators I got Big Bird on the fishing line with a bit of a shout a bit of a shout a bit of an angry snout he's my favorite hooker of the whole bunch and I know about his only bride and how the Russians die on the ice I got my rape hat on honey but I always could accessorize and I never cared too much for the money but I know right now that it's in God's hands but I don't know who the father is Talula, Talula I don't want to lose him he must be worth losing if it is worth something Talula, Talula he's brand new now to you wrapped in you papoose your little Fig Newton |
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from Tori Amos - Enhanced Cd5-5 Tracks (1995)
Congratulate you
said you had a double tongue balancing cake and bread say goodbye to a glitter girl Talula, Talula you don't want to lose her she must be worth losing if it is worth something Talula, Talula she's brand new now to you wrapped in your papoose your little Fig Newton say goodbye to the old world ran into the Henchman who severed Anne Boleyn he did it right quickly a merciful man she said 1 + 1 is 2 but Henry said that it was 3 so it was here I am Talula, Talula I don't want to lose it it must be worth losing if it is worth something Talula, Talula she's brand new now to you wrapped in your papoose your little Fig Newton and Jamaica do you know what I have done Mary M weaving on said what you want is in the blood Senators I got Big Bird on the fishing line with a bit of a shout a bit of a shout a bit of an angry snout he's my favorite hooker of the whole bunch and I know about his only bride and how the Russians die on the ice I got my rape hat on honey but I always could accessorize and I never cared too much for the money but I know right now that it's in God's hands but I don't know who the father is Talula, Talula I don't want to lose him he must be worth losing if it is worth something Talula, Talula he's brand new now to you wrapped in you papoose your little Fig Newton |
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from Tori Amos - Caught A Lite Sneeze (1995)
Caught a lite sneeze caught a lite breeze
caught a lightweight lightningseed boys on my left side boys on my right side boys in the middle and you're not here I need a big loan from the girl zone building tumbling down didn't know our love was so small couldn't stand it all Mr St. John just bring your son the spire is hot and my cells can't feed and you still got that Belle dragging you foots I'm hiding it well Sister Ernestine but I still got that Belle dragging my foots right on time you get closer and closer called my name but there's no way in use taht fame rent your wife and kids today maybe she will maybe she will caught a lite sneeze dreamed a little dream made my own pretty hate machine boys on my left side boys on my right side boys in the middle and you're not here boys in their dresses and you're not here I need a big loan from the girl zone |
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Slag-pit
Stag-shit Honey bring it close to my lips Yes Don't blow those brains yet We gotta be big boy We gotta be big Starfucker just like my Daddy - yes Starfucker just like my Daddy - yes Selling his baby - yes Just like my Daddy Gonna strike a deal made him feel like a congressman Running in our family - oh - It's run in our family Rest your shoulders, peaches and cream Everywhere a Judas, as far as you can see Beautiful angel calling, "We've got every re-run of Muhammad Ali" Prism perfect Honey bring it close to your lips Yes What is termed a landslide of principle Proportion - boy its gotta be big I said, it better be big boy - hey, hey Starfucker just like my Daddy - yes Starfucker just like my Daddy - yes Selling his baby - yes Just like your daddy Yes - selling his baby Gonna strike a deal make him feel like a Congressman It's runnning in your family - oh It's run in your family - hey It's run in your family - hey baby It's run in your family Mother Mary China white Brown may be sweeter may be sweeter Mother Mary China white Brown may be sweeter She will supply She will supply She will supply She will supply She will supply Supply, supply Give me peace, love, peace, love Give me peace, love and a heart |
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from Tori Amos - Hey Jupiter (1996)
no one's picking up the phone
guess it's me and me and this little masochist she's ready to confess all the things that I never thought that she could feel and hey Jupiter nothings been the same so are you gay are you blue thought we both could use a friend to run to and I thought I wouldn't have to keep with you hiding thought I knew myself so well all the dolls I had took my leather off the shelf your apocalypse was fab for a girl who couldn't choose between the shower or the bath and I thought I wouldn't have to be with you a magazine no one's picking up the phone guess it's clear he's gone and this little masochist is lifting up her dress guess I thought I could never feel the things I feel hey Jupiter |
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from Tori Amos - Hey Jupiter (1996)
A little dust never stopped me none
he liked my shoes I kept them on sometimes I can hold my tongue, sometimes not when you just skip-to-loo my darlin' and you know what you're doin' so don't even you're just too used to my honey now you're just too used to my honey and I think i could leave your world if she was the better girl so when we died I tried to bribe the undertaker cause I'm not sure what you're doin' or the reason you're just too used to my honey now you're just too used to my honey don't bother coming down I made a friend of the western sky don't bother coming down you always liked your babies tight turn back one last time love to watch those cowboys ride but cowboys know cowgirls ride on the Indian side and you know what you're doin' so don't even you're just too used to my honey now you're just too used to my honey |
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from Tori Amos - Hey Jupiter (1996)
slag pit
stag shit honey bring it close to my lips yes don't blow those brains yet we gotta be big boy we gotta be big starfucker just like my Daddy just like my Daddy selling his baby just like my Daddy gonna strike a deal make him feel like a Congressman it runs in the family rest your shoulders Peaches and Cream everywhere a Judas as far as you can see Beautiful angel calling "we got every re-run of Muhammed Ali" prism perfect honey bring it close to your lips yes what is termed a landslide of principle proportioned boy it better be big boy starfucker just like my Daddy just like my Daddy selling his baby just like my Daddy gonna strike a deal make him feel like a Congressman it runs in the family Mother Mary china white brown may be sweeter she will supply |
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from Tori Amos - Hey Jupiter (1996)
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high,
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby. Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue, And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true. One day I'll wish upon a star And wake up where the clouds are far behind me. Where troubles melt like lemon drops Away above the chimney tops That's where you'll find me. Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly, Birds fly over the rainbow, Why, oh why can't I? Where troubles melt like lemon drops Away above the chimney tops That's where you'll find me. Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly, Birds fly over the rainbow, Why then, oh why can't I |
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from Tori Amos - Hey Jupiter (1996)
Don't say morning's come
Don't say it's up to me If I could take 25 minutes Out of the record books Sugar, He brings me sugar Bobby's collecting bees and hammers he used one on me Cold war with little boys Get in with a bubble gum trade and Sugar, bring me sugar And all the robins bring Bring me many things but Sugar, oh sugar He brings me sugar As far as I can tell I've been gone for miles now And you know, and I know I don't know me very well And you know, and I know If they found me out What you gonna do What you gonna do when they find you out What you gonna do when they find out you're nothing but sugar Oh sugar, all the robins bring Sugar, he brings me sugar And all the robins bring They bring me many things but Sugar, he brings me sugar And all the robins bring They bring many things but Sugar Oh sugar Sugar Sugar Sugar |
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and you know you're gonna
lie to you in your own way know know too well know the chill know she breaks my Siren NEVER was one for a prissy girl coquette Call in For an ambulance Reach high doesn't mean SHE'S holy just means She's got a Cellular handy almost Brave almost pregnant almost in love "Vanilla" and you know you're gonna lie to you in your own way |
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from Tori Amos - Spark (1998)
Well hey do you do Judo
when they surround you A little mental yoga will they disappear It's grim but never dubious as motives go One thing she'll always promises promises is a show Thunder wishes it could be the Snow Wishes it could be as loved as she can be These gifts are here for her for you for me I watch me be this other thing and never know if I'm marooned or where the purple people go then lily white matricide from vicious words it doesn't leave a scratch so therefore no one's hurt Thunder wishes it could be the Snow Wishes it could be as loved as she can be These gifts are here for her for you for me And don't you know The nurses make it clear Just when you've escape you have yourself to fear a restaurant that never has to close Breakfast, every hour it could save the world so hey do you do Judo in your finery an angel's face is tricky to wear constantly Thunder wishes it could be the Snow Wishes it could be as loved as she can be These gifts are here for her for you for me For her for her |
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from Tori Amos - Spark (1998)
Spark byTori Amos
She's addicted to nicotine patches she's addicted to nicotine patches she's afraid of the light in the dark 6.58 are you sure where my spark is here, here, here she's convinced she could hold back a glacier but she couldn't keep Baby alive doubting if there's a woman in there somewhere here, here, here you say you don't want it again and again but you don't really mean it you say you dont want it this circus we're in but you don't you don't really mean it you don't really mean it If the Divine master plan is perfection maybe next i'll give Judas a try trusting my soul to the ice cream assassin here, here, here you say you don't want it again and again but you don't really mean it you say you don't want it this circus we're in but you don't you don't really mean it you don't really mean it How many fates turn around in the overtime ballerinas that have fins that you'll never find you thought that you were the bomb yeah well so did i say you don't want it say you don't want it say you don't want it again and again but you don't really mean it say you don't want it this circus we're in but you don't you don't really mean it you don't really mean it She's addicted to nicotine patches she's afraid of the light in the dark 6.58 are you sure where my spark is here, here, here |
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from Tori Amos - From The Choir Girl Hotel (1998)
Black Dove (January) by Tori Amos
She was a January girl She never let on how insane it was In that tiny kinda scary house By the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods By the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods Black-dove Black-dove You're not a helicopter You're not a cop out either Black-dove Black-dove You don't need a space ship They don't know you've already lived On the other side of the galaxy She had a January world So many storms not right somehow How a lion becomes a mouse By the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods By the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods But I have to get to Texas Said I have to get to Texas And I'll give away my blue dress Black-dove Black-dove You're not a helicopter You're not a cop out either Black-dove Black-dove You don't need a space ship They don't know you've already lived On the other side of the galaxy But I have to get to Texas Said I have to get to Texas And I'll give away my blue dress She had a January girl She never let on how insane it was In that tiny kinda scary house By the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods By the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods Black-dove |
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from Tori Amos - From The Choir Girl Hotel (1998)
☆Cruel☆
so don't give me respect. don't give me a piece of your preciousness. flaunt all she's got in our old neighbourhood. I'm sure she'll make a few friends. even the rainbows down let us pray as you cock-cock cock your mane. no cigarettes only peeled HAVANAS for you. I can be cruel. I don't know why. why can't my ba.ll.oo.n stay up in a perfectly windy sky. I can be cruel. I don't know why. I don't know why. dance with the Sufis celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain. a~~~ lover brother bogenvilla my vine twists around your need. even the rain is sharp like today as you sh-sh-shock me sane. no cigarettes only peeled HAVANAS for you. I can be cruel. I don't know why. why can't my ba.ll.oo.n stay up in a perfectly windy sky. I can be cruel. I don't know why. I don't know why. a~~ I can be cruel. I don't know why. why can't my ba.ll.oo.n stay up in a perfectly windy sky. I can be cruel. 우~~워우워~~~ |
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from Tori Amos - From The Choir Girl Hotel (1998)
Hotel by Tori Amos
Met 'em in a hotel Met 'em in a hotel Beneath ground Tell me he's missing Tell me this one is for Lollipop Gestapo You were wild Where are you now You were wild Where are you now Give me more Give me more Give me more I have to learn to let you crash down I have to learn to let you crash down I have to learn to let you crash Met 'em in a hotel Met 'em in a hotel You say he's the biggest thing There'll be this year I guess that what I'm seeking I guess that what I'm seeking Isn't here Met him in a hotel Met him in a guess world Guessed anyone but you You were wild Where are you now You were wild Where are you now Give me more Give me more Give me more I have to learn to let you crash down I have to learn to let you crash Where are the velvets Where are the velvets Where are the velvets When you're coming down You were wild Where are you now You were wild Where are you now King Solomon's Mines Exit 75 I'm still alive I'm still alive I'm still alive .. |
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from Tori Amos - From The Choir Girl Hotel (1998)
i i e e e by Tori Amos
With your E's And your ease And I do one more Need a lip gloss boost in your america Is it God's Is it your's Sweet saliva With your E's And your ease And I do one more I know we're dying And there's no sign of a parachute We scream in cathedrals Why can't it be beautiful Why does there gotta be a sacrifice Gotta be a sacrifice Just say yes You little arsonist You're so sure you can save Every hair on my chest Just say yes You little arsonist With your With your E's And your ease And I do one more With your E's And your ease And I do one more Well I know we're dying And there's no sign of a parachute In this chapel Little chapel of love Can't we get a little grace And some elegance No we scream in cathedrals Why can't it be beautiful Why does there gotta be a sacrifice Gotta be a sacrifice Gotta be a sacrifice |
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from Tori Amos - From The Choir Girl Hotel (1998)
Liquid Diamonds byTori Amos
Surrender then start your engines You'll know quite soon what my mistake was For those on horseback or dog sled You turn on at the bend in the road I hear she still grants forgiveness Although I willingly forgot her The offering is molasses And you say I guess I'm an underwater thing So I guess I can't take it personally I guess I'm an underwater thing I'm liquid running There's a sea secret in me It's plain to see It is rising But I must be flowing liquid diamonds Calling for my soul At the corners of the world I know she's playing poker With the rest of the stragglers Calling for my soul At the corners of the world I know she's playing poker And if your friends don't come back to you And you know this is madness A lilac mess in your prom dress And you say I guess I'm an underwater thing So I guess I can't take it personally I guess I'm an underwater thing I'm liquid running There's a sea secret in me It's plain to see It is rising But I must be flowing liquid diamonds ..... |
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from Tori Amos - From The Choir Girl Hotel (1998)
Had a northern lad
Well not exactly had He moved like a sunset God who painted that First he loved my accent How his knees could bend I thought we'd be ok Me and my molasses But I feel something is wrong But I feel this cake just isn't done Don't say that you don't And if you could see me now Said if you could see me now Girls you've got to know When it's time to turn the page When you're only wet Because of the rain He don't show much these days It's gets so fucking cold I loved his secret places But I can't go anymore "you change like sugar cane" Says my northern lad I guess you go too far When pianos try to be guitars I feel the west in you And I feel it falling apart too Don't say that you don't And if you could see me now Said if you could see me now Girls you've got to know When it's time to turn the page When you're only wet Because of the rain When you're only wet Because of the rain |
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from Tori Amos - From The Choir Girl Hotel (1998)
pandora
pandora's aquarium she dives for shells with her nautical nuns and thoughts you thought you'd never tell i am not asking you to believe in me boy i think you're confused i'm not persephone foam can be dangerous with tape across my mouth those things you do i never asked you how line me up in single file with all your grievances stare but i can taste you're still alive below the waste ripples come and ripples go and ripple back to me pandora pandora's aquarium she dives for shells with her nautical nuns and thoughts you thought you'd never tell line me up in single file with all your grievances stare but i can taste you're still alive below the waste ripples come and ripples go and ripple back to me i am not asking you to believe in me boy i think you're confused i'm not persephone she's in new york somewhere checking her accounts the lord of the flies was diagnosed as sound.... pandora Sword |
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from Tori Amos - From The Choir Girl Hotel (1998)
Playboy Mommy by Tori Amos
In my platforms I hit the floor Fell face down Didn't help my brain out Then the baby came Before I found The magic how To keep her happy I never was the fantasy Of what you want Wanted me to be Don't judge me so harsh little girl So you got a Playboy mommy But when you tell 'em my name And you want to cross that bridge All on your own Little girl they'll do you no harm Cause they know Your Playboy mommy But when you tell 'em my name From here to Birmingham I got a few friends I never was there when it counts I get my way You're so like me You seemed ashamed Ashamed that I was A good friend of American soldiers I'll say it loud here by your grave Those angels can't Ever take my place Don't judge me so harsh little girl So you got a Playboy mommy But when you tell 'em my name And you want to cross that bridge All on your own Little girl they'll do you no harm Cause they know Your Playboy mommy But when you tell 'em my name I got a few friends Somewhere where the orchids grow I can't find those church bells That played when you died Played Gloria Talkin 'bout Hosanah Don't judge me so harsh little girl So you got a Playboy mommy Come home But when you tell those soldiers my name And cross that bridge All on your own Little girl they'll do you no harm Cause they know Your Playboy mommy But I'll be home I'll be home To take you in my arms |
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