Amanda Palmer Album

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I could do the dishes while talking on the phone
i could ask you for an answer but you want to be alone
I can never do the dishes a single dish at a time
It's too much of a commitment so I line them up and fire

I could calamine your insides
I could wind them all around me I could
tiptoe on a tightrope made of fear and looking down see
all the people do they see me I can wave or
I can carry all the dishes that would crush them that are
Keeping me steady

Or I could go to Australia
And carry a bowie knife
and wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
And learn card tricks and buy
Everyone drinks and take boxing and write
songs about my bowie knife

I could do these dishes I could try
To do these dishes
Time to decide

I could bake a cake
My kitchen is small but I could clear the space
I could write my name
Cos practice makes perfect yes that's what they say
I could rearrange my room and draw a bath and wash my wolf suit

I could make a button out of plaster
That said finished I could nail it in my closet
To the left side of the lightswitch
I could go out to a restaurant and try drinking to forget it
and then come home less afraid and then press it and press it

Or I could go to Australia
carry a bowie knife
and wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
And learn card tricks and buy
Everyone drinks and take boxing and try
Eating things only with chopsticks and write
songs about my bowie knife

I could do these dishes I could try
To do these dishes
I could decide to do these dishes
Time to decide

or i could go to Australia
And carry a bowie knife
and wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
and learn card tricks and physics and buy
everyone drinks and take boxing and try
eating things only with chopsticks and finally
be like a person I think you might like

I could do these dishes
I could try to do these dishes.
I could decide to do these dishes
I should decide to do these dishes
Time to DECIDE....
Fuck it
I'm gonna go to Australia
I'm gonna go to Australia
I'm gonna go to Australia
I'm gonna go to Australia (shes gonna go to Australia)
Bye-bye

they don’t play the song on the radio
they don’t show the tits in the video
they don’t know that we are the media
they don’t know that we start the mania
i don’t want to see but i’m making you
ass is off it’s seat and i’m shaking you
walking down the street i’m the lady - ja
showing off my map of tasmania

soft and sweet and shape like a triangle!
some girls want no shape and they shave it all
i think sad it hurts with the stubble
walk in named look like an eight year old!
i say grow that shit like a jungle
give ‘em something strong to hold onto
let it fly in the open wind
if it get too bushy you can trim

they don’t play the song on the radio
they don’t show the tits in the video
they don’t know that we are the media
they don’t know that we start the mania
i don’t want to see but i’m making you
ass is off it’s seat and i’m shaking you
walking down the street i’m the lady - ja
showing off my map of tasmania!!!

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