A Piano: The Collection lyrics

Bachelorette
You climb on rooftops, oh, you
Bachelorette
You can turn dust into champagne
You even dream about his na-na-name

Bachelorette
The graves are painted pink
For bachelorettes
You tried to show him that he can
But you can never rush a man
You must remember

You're a car girl
You're a star, girl
You are at the door
The tide will turn
There's a window
There's a window

Yeah and

Beulah land
got a wasted gun
licorice man
I'll sum you up
thumbs up
got something in that sand
beulah girl
you been hitchin me up
got some candy
and a sweet sing
give me religion
and a lobotomy
beulah land
you beautiful whore
tell me when
i don't need you anymore
said that somewhere
you're gonna get something here
so you're right in the middle
and then i'm you
something is coming back again

Ride on
Ride on
Friends of the black swan
Ride on
Ride on
Do you know where she's gone
Gumdrops and Saturdays
Did Eric call by the way
He knew
He knew
And he knew where the pillow goes

Ride on
Ride on
Friends of the black swan
Ride on
Ride on
Do you know where she's gone
Buttercups and the fishing flies
The biggest thickest ever sky
I know they know something
I know

Ride on
Ride on

Daisy Dead Petals that is her name
she's in a phone booth phase so
underneath the shade of a peppermint tray
she can turn it out with a heal on
she just rides into town knowing what they'll say
knowing they're around the corner

Got a crack in got a crack in some strange places

Daisy Dead Petals that is her name
so maybe she tastes like a hamburger maid well

Men you bring in your fishing nets
Have you caught yourself a woman
Caught yourself a woman yet?
Sometimes you call me Melusine
After the Lady of the Fountain
In whose lake you took the drink

And boy I know, I know that you burn
Boy you water spirit

Now that know,
I know the lengths that you’d go
to chase the roughest tide
It’s right behind me

Hand me a trick and a kick and your message
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 purty,

If you see the fire-eaters wife
mmmm
tell her I heard what she said that night

What would this world be like
What would this world be like
without nasty girls,
without woman words
without hot little ones

so the bakers wife told me
I gotta find the monkey-tree
and mmmm

hey
hey
shes a beauty queen
my sweet beanbag in the street
take it down out to the laundry scene
dont know why shes in my hand

Hey kid I've got a ride for you
They say your brain is a comic book tattoo
and you'll never be anything
What will you do with your life
Oh thats all you hear from noon till night

Take a trip on a rocket ship baby
The sea is the sky
I know the guy who runs the place and he's out of sight
Flying Dutchman
Are you out there Flying Dutchman

Straight suits they don't understand

poppa I know
there's a frog on my toe
maybe I'll call him Jethro
maybe I'll grow up to be
quite as good as he
and maybe you'll come back
after you're long gone
and poppa I'm sure
the worms have eaten you now
and Jethro's been on some "Frenchy"'s plate long ago
and now I'm pretty sure that I listen to every word
cause I still hear you telling me still
slap them boys when they're naughty

in my head i found you there and
running around and following me
but you don't, oh, dare, now
but i find that i have, now
more then i ever wanted to

so maybe thomas jefferson
wasn't born in your backyard
like you have said and
maybe i'm just the horizon you run to when
she has left you there, you, are
here in my head
and running around and calling me
"come back i'll show you the roses

oh give me a home where the buffalo roam
where the deer and the antelope play
where seldom is heard a discouraging word
and the skies are not cloudy all day

home, home on the range
where the deer and the antelope play
where seldom is heard a discouraging word
and the skies are not cloudy all day

well jackson made deals, a thief down to his heels
hello long trail of tears

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

when you said you'd marry me
I thought you meant you'd wanted too
then I thought you'd like to
maybe on a tuesday

all the dead are coming
I heard they'll be dressing
something kind of maggoty
rolling with froppity

Yellow bird flying gets 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

Hey I am not in your way
Hey no need to push me again
I know it's your day in the sun
Last time I checked he came to light the lamp for everyone

"Relax love" he said before he left
"Take those hands away from your eyes
From where I stand you're in my sky"

You must go must flee
For they will hunt you down
You and your unborn seed
In all of Gaul is there safety?

Les Saint Marie de la Mer

go to bed
the priests are dead
now no one can call you bad
go to bed
the priests are dead
finally you're in peppermint land

he's a merman
he doesn't need your voice
he's a merman

go to bed
dream instead
and you will find him

he's a merman eternally
he doesn't need something
you're not willing to give
he's a merman
doesn't need your voice to cross his lands of ice

go to bed

Vultures in my garden
Figures that I know them
And it is what it is

You were good once
Now you’re filled with bitterness
And it is what it is

I cannot forget that he can’t forget
or that some friends just change like the seasons
Take me back to the fact that you’re still blaming,
but I am not the reason you are not David Bowie

Now you want to steal the thoughts

Somewhere in the hills of Ireland
Theres a Prada bag
and somewhere down the lane theres a dog in Gucci lace
and sometimes I think that I will lose sleep at night
cause its hard, yes its hard
to say goodbye to my clothes

my clothes
nobody knows things like my clothes
my telephone life in the back of my jeans
nobody knows how I feel today
how I feel today

Looking past
branches
past
fresh mown grass
dirt licking my elbows
I watch his hand move
up
up
up
her dress

Dont run away
from me now

Dont run away
from me now

Shes down on the
ground
she gives the boy
smile
I think of you
I think of
the man
all the while
you see my dreams
are filled with him
his face shows
up up up
in my favourite
danish

Dont run away
from me now
shes willing
just breathe

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 promise promise 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

glue
stuck to my shoes
does anyone know why
you play with an orange rind
you say you packed my things
and divided what was mine
you're off to the mountain top
I say her skinny legs could use 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

Master Shamen I have come
with my dolly from the shadow side
with a demon and an Englishman
I'm my mother
I'm my son
nobody else is slipping the blade in easy
nobody else is slipping the blade in the marmalade

All the angels all the wizards black and white
are lighting candles in our hands
can you feel them touching hands before our eyes
and I can even see sweet Marianne

i knew a boy who would
not share his bike
oh, but he let me go sailing
i swore that i
could survive any storm
oh then he let me go

"can you launch rockets from here?"
boy, i've done it for years
right over my head
and when i promised my hand
he promised me back
snow cherries from france
all that summer
we traveled the world
never leaving his own back garden
girls, i didn't know

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, bring 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, well
I know the robins bring
Bring me many things but
Sugar, just bring me sugar, yeah
As far as I can see him

"Lie, lie, lies everywhere,"
said the Father to the son
you're peppermint breath gonna choke him to death
Daddy watch your little black sheep run
He got knives in his back
everytime he opens up
You say, "He gotta be strong if you want to be a man"
Mister I don't know how you can have
Sweet Dreams
Sweet Dreams

Land, land of Liberty we're run
by a constipated man
when you live in the past

in and out on this same path that I’ve followed for years
can’t I look around and ask how could we still end out up here?
i can’t just hold tight, wait for them to cut us to ribbons
if the sharpest thing where you come is a blade of grass
oh, take me with you
i don’t need shoes to follow
bare feet are running with you
somewhere a rainbow ends my dear

these injuries

This house is like Russia
with eyes cold and grey
You've got me moving in a circle
I dyed my hair red today
I just want a little passion
to hold me in the dark
I know I've got some magic
buried deep in my heart yeah

But my priest says,
you ain't savin' no souls
And my father says,
you ain't makin' any money
My doctor says,
you just took it to the limit
And here I stand...

All the world just stopped now
So you say you don't wanna stay together any more
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

one with her hands
open
don't be afraid, she said
no one will know it
just you and me
and when it's over
i'll go back

this old man
he played one
he played knick knack on my thumb
with a knick knack paddy whack
give your dog a bone
this old man came rolling home

this old man
he played two
he played knick knack on my shoe
with a knick knack paddy whack
give your dog a bone

this old man
he played three
he played knick knack on my knee
with a knick knack
paddy whack
this old man

this old man
he played four

Toodles Mr. Jim
you cherry picker
toodles I say, so long
hear that your grave's a little warm you stickler
sing 'em all your happy song
it's today
today Sunday
by your grave.

I say toodles Mr. Jim
you cherry picker
taught me so well
how to spell those red in
and
and
hey
you know she deserved that nose
splattered and swattered blood in my hands
not a nice day for your little girl

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 comin out of my mother
upside down

don't you lovee to turn this
little blue girl upside down
I know you love to turn this
little blue girl baby upside down
but my heart it says

if i walk to Dublin
'cause my feet all got a sole but I sure don't

i've got a girl in my pocketbook
and some proverb is gonna
take it, take it there

books and killing and something's happening
I'm property of my family and
Gideon told me where to go
I'm gonna sure break down your father's alter and meal

do a jig, do a jig, do a jig-hey-hey-hey-hey
do a jig, do a jig, do a jig, do a jig...

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