Tori Amos

[fox69]

Thunder Road

Thunder Road


The screen door slams
Mary's dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison sings for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again

Don't run back inside
You know just what I'm here for
You're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright, I said, boy,
That's alright with me

Oh come take my hand
Driving out tonight to the promised land
Oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road
Oh Thunder Road

Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright
That's alright with me

 

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Til The Chicken

Til The Chicken


So some say she got green enough field
And some say she got too many strings
With petticoats out and goin' hall gown

The sweetest nylon no not where she's gone
Gonna raise his tail and wrangle his wings

Some say she got plenty of stark
Some say she got some Divas and Kramer
Why all this spare then shaking her tail

The sweetest nylon no not where she's gone
Gonna raise his tail and wrangle his wings
Until the little chicken come home

 

[fox69]

Time

Time


Well, the smart money's on harlow
And the moon is in the street
The shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you're east of east st. louis
And the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
Napoleon is weeping in the carnival saloon
His invisible fiance is in the mirror
The band is going home
It's raining hammers, it's raining nails
Yes, it's true, there's nothing left for him down here
And it's time time time
And it's time time time
And it's time time time
That you love
And it's time time time
And they all pretend they're orphans
And their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember
Tell the things you can't forget that
History puts a saint in every dream
Well she said she'd stick around
Until the bandages came off
But these mama boys just don't know when to quit
And matilda asks the sailors are those dreams
Or are those prayers
So just close your eyes son
And this won't hurt a bit
And it's time time time
And it's time time time
And it's time time time
That you love
And it's time time time
Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars
And splash into the streets
And when they're on a roll
She pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window
And a kiss upon his lips
Till the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again
And it's time time time
And it's time time time
And it's time time time
That you love
And it's time time time

And it's time time time
And it's time time time
And it's time time time
That you love
And it's time time time

 

[fox69]

Tiny Dancer (live)

Tiny Dancer (live)


Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band.
Pretty eyes, pirate smile, she married a music man.
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand.

Jesus freaks out in the street selling tickets out for God.
Turning back, she just laughs, the boulevard is not that bad.
Piano man he makes his stand in the auditorium.


Looking on she sings the songs, the words she knows, the tune she hums.
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand.


But, how it feels so real, lying here with no one near.
Only you- and you can't hear me when I say softly, slowly.
Hold me closer tiny dancer, count the headlights on the highway.
Lay me down in sheets of linen, you had a busy day today, mmm, hey.

 

[fox69]

Toast

Toast


I thought it was Easter time
The way the light rose, rose that morning
Lately you've been on my mind
You showed me the rope, ropes to climb
Over mountains and to pull myself
Out of a landslide, of a landslide

I thought it was harvest time
You always loved the smell of the wood burning
She with her honey hair, Dalhousie Castle
She would meet you there
In the winter, butter-yellow
The flames you stirred, yes, you could stir

I raise a glass, make a toast, a toast in your honor
I hear you laugh and beg me not to dance
'Cause on your right standing by
Is Mr. Bojangles with a toast
He's telling me it's time to raise a glass
Make a toast, a toast in your honor

I hear you laugh and beg me not to dance
'Cause on your right standing by
Is Mr. Bojangles with a toast
He's telling me it's time
To let you go, let you go

I thought I'd see you again
You said you might do
Maybe in a carving in a cathedral
Somewhere in Barcelona

 

[fox69]

Tombigbee

Tombigbee


To you it's another day
To me it's a grim reaping
Just another shooting star
Strung out on your wire

Prick my finger
On his virgin silver
He took me raw, Ginger -
It carmelized me

Tombigbee, Tombigbee
Help me hang these bones
Gotta hang these bones out to dry
He loved me, he loved me, ravishingly, low
Gonna hang these bones out to dry
Dry, dry, dry

Oh, you do it, man

Got a blackberry stain
And they're not even in season
If you're not yet a woman
You got no business playing at this

Tombigbee, Tombigbee
Help me hang these bones
Gotta hang these bones out to dry
He loved me, he loved me, ravishingly, low
Gonna hang these bones out to dry
Dry, dry, dry

Oh, you do it, man

So you get done
Then you get some
Sure enough, it won't hold you for long
Then you say "right.
This is all mine"
But hasn't your donor card expired
From Blueridge to Cattail
On the prairie
From fly over country
Back through Mississippi

I said go, man you go
Well you raise me twenty
I'm raising you five
Hundred treaties signed by your father's lies

Just go man, you go
Cause I'm trailing her tears
The ones you won't hold
You roll me a carpet
Roll me a carpet, boy
Roll me a carpet from here to Oklahoma

Tombigbee, Tombigbee
Help me hang this bone
Gotta hang these bones out to dry
He loved me, he loved me, ravishingly, low
Gonna hang these bones out to dry
To dry, dry, dry

I'll do again
Dry, dry, dry

 

[fox69]

Toodles Mr. Jim

Toodles Mr. Jim


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
But you came to my aid instead.

Now, now it's toodles Mr. Jim
You cherry picker
Build that ladder well
Teach me just where those boys can climb
When they've got a spell.

Toodles Mr. Jim
You are my sweet favorite neighbor of them all
Of them
Girls go to their parties
I don't care
Cause I'm with you
Still

That was toodles Mr. Jim.
Mr. Jim died
Two weeks ago
And he taught me how to pick cherries
And I punched his daughter in the nose
Because she was mean
Mr. Jim was good.

 

[fox69]

Trouble's Lament

Trouble's Lament


Trouble needs a home girls,
Trouble needs a home.
She fell out with Satan,
Now she’s on the run.
But I have found her quite straightforward
In her contracts and her deals
She warns me when Danger is
Loose behind his wheels
And he is loose behind his wheels.
Don’t cry baby...

Trouble got evicted,
From the Devil’s lair.
I wager she got betrayed
By her friend Despair.
Now the flames from Satan’s tongue are charged
And licking at her heels
She whispers “Hey Ginger, Danger’s loose behind his wheels”
And Satan knows how Danger makes you feel.
What will be will be, baby...

You don’t, you don’t need to cry.
There are no tears in my eyes
If Danger wants to find me,
I’ll let him in, he can find me.

Trouble needs a home girls,
A covert abode
From Tucson to Ohio
Back through Tobacco road.
And she is armed and will fight for the souls
Of girls around the world.
Standing up to Satan,
Dancing on st. Michael‘s sword.
I’m on her side, in this brutal war.
Don’t cry baby...

You don’t, you don’t need to cry.
There are no tears in my eyes
If Danger wants to find me,
I’ll let him in, he can find me.

Trouble needs a home girls,
Trouble needs a home.
Trouble needs a home girls,
Will you give her one.
Trouble needs a home,
Trouble needs a home...

 

[fox69]

Twinkle

Twinkle


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

 

[fox69]

Unrepentant Geraldines

Unrepentant Geraldines


Matthew, Mark, John, and Luke
(This is the day of reckoning)
Mamma looks to you for truth
(With the heart of St. Catherine)
No need to apologize
(For the gypsy madonna )
Truth is not always kind
(Jesus hosanna )
Peter and Paul they did condemn
(This is the day of reckoning)
Women like the Magdalene
(She you said the savior loved best)
Now you ask me if I agree
(Our patron St. Cecilia )
With the unrepentant geraldines
(Jesus hosanna)

Chapel of birds
We sing our song revise the word
Will you pray
Pray for me unrepentant geraldines?

I’m gonna free myself from your opinion
I’m gonna heal myself from your religion
I’m gonna free myself from your aggression
I’m gonna heal myself from your religion

Our Father of Corporate Greed (this is the day of reckoning)
You absolve corporate thieves (they will give the Judas kiss)
As our governments relent (guess who gets them elected)
And turn a blind eye to your sin (jesus hosanna)

Chapel of birds
We sing our song revise the word
Will you pray
Pray for me unrepentant geraldines?

I’m gonna free myself from your opinion
I’m gonna heal myself from your religion
I’m gonna free myself from your aggression
I’m gonna heal myself from your religion

If you find the Vicar’s wife
Running through the rain
On her way from St. James
To Mary’s in the field

You’ll find she plays guitar
Sometimes with her band
But she plays the bass like a Messiah

If you find the Vicar’s wife
Staring out to sea
Praying for one more soul
We lose one every week
There she will light a flame
Asking why they’ve gone
What are we not giving
Giving to the young?

You’ll find she plays guitar
Sometimes with her band
But she plays the bass like a Messiah

If you find the Vicar’s wife
Running through the rain
On her way from St. James
To Mary’s in the field
On her way from St. James
To Mary’s in
Mary’s in
In the field