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a night at the roses

you should see yourself
when will you give up
every knob you twist on that machine is like a crutch

  but i was just the fool
you’d been waiting for
who says we can’t touch
ourselves to keep from getting bored?
nothing else is touching thats for sure

  a ring around the roses

  i will watch you play
i come here every night
it’s just me the bartender the waitress and the lights
no one cares if you don’t get it right
we clap not for you but for our kind

  a ring around the roses
everybody poses
threats and then backs down
the second you put clothes on

  a ring around the roses
eveybody knows it
i will sing your fears
if you sing my neurosis

  you should back out now
not a night too soon
i’ll still be here when the last poor soul has left the room
standing round just like a good friend should
smiling as if your songs were good

  a ring around the roses
everybody poses
threats and then backs down
the second you put clothes on

  a ring around the roses
everybody knows it
i will sing your fears
if you sing my neurosis

  and i sat there for hours
waiting on the curb
thinking you might like a present from a pretty girl
a ring of fire around the roses’ door
a ring around the waitress from the verse
put it on before you lose your nerve
put your hands together and they’ll burst
make a sound that no one’s ever heard
and i hope we get what we deserve

 

copyright 2005 amanda palmer