Tori Amos

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::Spark:: ::Cruel:: ::Raspberry Swirl::  ::Glory Of The 80's:: ::iieee:: ::Precious Things:: ::Happy Phantom:: ::Sugar:: ::I'm Not In Love::

:: Spark ::

From The Choirgirl Hotel

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


:: Cruel ::

From The Choirgirl Hotel

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 rain bows 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

dance with the Sufis celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain
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


:: Raspberry Swirl ::

From The Choirgirl Hotel

I am not your senorita
I am not from your tribe
in the garden I did no crime
I am not your senorita
I am not from your tribe
if you want inside her
well,
boy you better make her raspberry swirl
things are getting desperate
when all the boys can't be men
everybody knows I'm her friend
everybody knows I'm her man
I'm not your senorita
I don't aim so high
in my heart I do no crime
if you want inside her
well,
boy you better make her raspberry swirl
 

I took a taxi from LA to Venus in 1985.
I was electro-magnetically sucked back into a party going on that night.
It was the glories of the 80’s, with karma drawn up in lines,
And two Bugle Boy models saying, "Baby, it’s a freebee you sure look deprived."

I had the story of 'O' in my bucket seat in my wannabe Mustang,
Auditioning for reptiles in their Raquel Welsh campaign.
It was the glories of the 80’s, you said, "I’m not afraid to die."
I said, "I don’t find that remotely funny even on this space cake high."

And then, when it all seemed clear, just then you go and-
Disappear... (disappear...) disappear...

Silicone party babries to the left and Joan of Arcs to the right.
No one feeling insecure we were all gorge and famous in our last lives.
In the glories of the 80’s, you said, "The end is nothing to fear."
I said, "Blow the end, now baby, who do I gotta shag to get outta here."

And then, when it all seemed clear, just then you go and-
Disappear... (disappear)... disappear... (disappear)...

Sure you’re out there orbiting around.
Sure you’re out there orbiting around. Wish I had you back now.
Sure you’re out there orbiting around.
Sure you’re out there orbiting around. Wish I had you back now.

I met a drag king, call Venus, she had a velvet hologram.
She said, "My husband ran off with my shaman, but they love me as I am."
In the glories of the 80’s, I may not have to die.
I’ll clone myself like that blond chick that sings Bette Davis Eyes.

From The Choirgirl Hotel

with your E's
and your ease
and I do much more
need a lip gloss boost
in your america
is it God's
is it yours
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
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 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
 

Little Earthquakes

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

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 NINEINCH 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
 

Little Earthquakes

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

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
 

To Venus And Back Still Orbiting live

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 I know
And you know
If they found me out
 

:: I'm Not In Love ::

Strange Little Girls

written by G. Gouldman, E. Stewart

I'm not in love, so don't forget it.
It's just a silly phase I'm going through.
And just because I call you up,
Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made.

I'm not in love, no no, it's because...
I like to see you, but then again,
That doesn't mean you mean that much to me.
So if I call you, don't make a fuzz;
Don't tell your friends about the two of us.

I'm not in love, no no, it's because...
I keep your picture upon the wall.
It hides a nasty stain that's lying there.
So don't you ask me to give it back.
I know you know it doesn't mean that much to me.

I'm not in love, no no, it's because...
Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me.
Ooh, you'll wait a long time.
I'm not in love, I'm not in love

:: Pancake ::
Scarlet's Walk

I'm not sure who's fooling who here
as I'm watching your decay
We both know you could deflate a 7 hurricane
Seems like you and your tribe
decided you'd rewrite the law
Segregate the mind
From Body and Soul

You give me yours
I'll give you mine
cause I can look your God right in the eye
You give me yours
I'll give you mine
You used to look my God right in the eye

I believe in defending
in what we once stood for
It seems in vogue
to be a closet misogynist homophobe

a change of course in
Our direction
a dash of truth spread thinly
Like a flag
On a popstar
On a Benzodiazapene

Oh Zion please
remove your glove
+dispel every trace
of His spoken word
That has lodged
In my vortex

I'm not sure who's fooling who here
as I"m watching your decay
We both know you could deflate a 7 hurricane
You could have spared her - oh but no
Messiahs need people dying in their name
You say "I ordered you a pancake"
You say "I ordered you a pancake"

 

:: Scarlet's Walk ::

Scarlet's Walk

If you're a thought
you will want me to think you
and I do
invited a Guest up until you announced
you had moved in

"What do you plan to do
with all your freedom"
the new sheriff said
quite proud of his Badge

You must admit the land
is now in good hands
yes, time will tell that
you just lift your lamp

I will follow her on her path
Scarlet's Walk
through the violets
just tell your Gods for me
all debts are off this year
they're free to leave
yes, they're free to leave

Leaving terra
Leaving terra

There was a time
when I thought that
Her destiny should've been mine
Big Brave Nation
but instead her Medicine
now forgotten

"What do you plan to do
with all your stories"
the new sheriff said
quite proud of his Badge

We're weaving through
every rocket's red glare
and huddled masses
you just lift your lamp

I will follow her on her path
Scarlet's Walk
through the violets
just tell your Gods for me
all debts are off this year
they're free to leave
yes, they're free to leave

Leaving terra
Leaving terra

If you're a thought
you will want me
to think you
and I do
and I did

 

 

 

 

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