Daily rambles, stumbles and travels

Saturday, 31 January 2009

What is this?

While scribbling up some portfolio schtuff to send off to a games company, I had my lastfm account running in the backdrop; I added Tori Amos on there, like, forever ago, but never sat and listening to much of her songs until just now, when "Precious Things" was played.
This song sounded more complete, musically than previous songs that have passed my ears. So, I give you the lyrics. If you can get hold of the song, do so and give it a holla.


"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 youre 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 doesnt make you jesus

These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break their hold over me

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 nine-inch 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
Let them break
Let them wash away
These these precious things
Let them bleed now
Let them wash away
These these precious things
Let them break their hold over me

Precious ...
Precious ..."

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