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Tori Amos
Tori Amos


Background information
Birth name Myra Ellen Amos
Born August 22, 1963
Born place Newton, North Carolina, United States
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Baroque Pop
Electronica
Piano Rock
Years active 1986—present
Label(s) Epic Records
Atlantic Records
Universal Republic Group
Website Website



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Tori Amos Album


The Beekeeper (02/22/2005)
02/22/2005
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The Power Of Orange Knickers (feat. Damien Rice)
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Garlands (bonus track)
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When I come to terms to terms with this
When I come to terms with this
When I come to terms to terms with this
My world will change for me
I haven't moved since the call came
Since the call came I haven't moved
I stare at the wall knowing on the other side
The storm that waits for me

Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol
May be the only one you can't betray
If I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol
I will be safe in my frame

I have no need for a sea view
For a sea view I have no need
I have my little pleasures
This wall being one of these

When I come to terms to terms with this
When I come to terms with this
When I come to terms with this whip lash
of silk on wool embroidery

Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol
May be the only one you can't betray
If I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol
I will be safe in my frame
I will be safe
In my frame
In your house
In your frame

. . .



With a strut into the room
With his hat cocked sure defiantly
He said "I, I have heard
That you can play the way I like it to be played."
I said, "I can play, anyway that you want.
But first I want, I want to know

Baby is it sweet sweet
Sweet the sting
Is it real this infusion
Can it heal where others before have failed?
If so then somebody
Shake shake shake me sane
'cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion's tail"

He said "I laid my weapons
down with my pistol
Fully loaded, a hunted man
To my root, will it end
Or begin in your cinnabar juice?"

Is it sweet sweet
Sweet the sting
Is it real this infusion
Can it heal where others before have failed?
If so then somebody
Shake shake shake me sane
'cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion's tail"

Love let me breathe
Breathe you in
Melt the confusion
Until there is
There is your - union

. . .


(featuring Damien Rice)

The power of orange knickers
The power of orange knickers
The power of orange knickers
Under my petty coat
The power of listening to what
You don't want me to know

Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
Those girls that smile kindly then rip your life to pieces?
Can somebody tell me nwo am I alone with this
This little pill in my hand and with this secret kiss
Am I alone in this...

A matter of complication
When you become a twist
For their latest drink
As they're transitioning

Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
This little pill in my hand that keeps the pain laughin'
Can somebody tell me now a way out of this -
That sacred pipe of red stone could blow me out of this kiss
Am I alone in this...

Shame shame time to leave me now
Shame shame you've had your fun
Shame shame for letting me think that I would be the one

Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist
This little pill in my hand or this secret kiss
Am I alone in this kiss
Am I alone in this kiss

. . .



Can you patch my jeans Peggy Ann -
Just a little stitch to mend the hole
He has torn
If you can

Maybe I got too set in my ways
He says she reminds him of me
When we first met
In those early days...

The sexiest thing is trust
I wake up to find
The pirates have come
Typing up along your coast
How was I to know
The pirates have come
Between Rebecca's
Beneath your firmaments
I have worshipped
In the Jamaica Inn
In the Jamaica Inn

With the gales
My little boat was tossed
How was I to know
That you'd sent her
With a lantern
To bring me in

"Are you positive this is a friend?"
The captain grimaced,
"Those are cliffs of rock ahead
If I'm not mistaken."

. . .



Barons of Suburbia take another piece of my good graces
I'm in my war you're in yours
Do we fight for peace as they take another piece of us
But baby I would let your darkness invade me
You could maybe turn this white light into navy
Before you leave

It was a slight miscalculation that my friends
My friends would be waiting on the other side of the bridge
On the other side of this
This mole hill of a mountain
This potion now a poison
They're on the other side of right
We're on the other side of her midnight

When it's all said and done we will lose a piece
To a carnivorous vegetarian
Barons of Suburbia I have heard you pray
Before you devour her
So baby will you let my darkness invade you
You always liked your wafer sweet in the middle
Before you leave

It was a slight miscalculation that our friends
Our friends would be waiting on the other side of the bridge
On the other side of this
This mole hill of a mountain
This potion now a poison
They're on the other side of right
We're on the other side of her midnight

I am piecing a potion
To combat your poison

She is risen
She is risen
Boys
I said she is risen

. . .



Airplanes
Take you away again
Are you flying
Above where we live
Then I look up a glare in my eyes
Are you having regrets about last night
I'm not but I like rivers that rush in
So then I dove in
Is there trouble ahead
For you the acrobat
I won't push you unless you have a net

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly then boy

Balloons
Look good from on the ground
I fear with pins and needles around
We may fall then stumble
Upon a carousel
It could take us anywhere

I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly boy

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General joy I know I know
You'll take me there -
Where your boys were left behind

General joy it seems you need
A soldier girl -
Now "they" have liberty gagged

By boat by tram by motorbus
Could it be the fates are protecting us
From the hawks that have stolen the bird from the sky

And I know
You will always love sorrow
Is that why
You gave her dress to happiness?
'Cause it matches her eyes
When she cries

General joy it seems
You don't love your bride
Generally
You're friends but she is not the love of your life

To dye to perm to change your hair or your wife
The posssibilities are there
And it's time for you to decide

General joy I know I know
You'll take me there -
But you'll need strength
From within
General joy it seems you need
A soldier girl -
And a willing coalition

By boat by tram by motorbus
Could it be the hawks are protecting us
From the men who have now assumed their name

. . .



Lucky me
I guessed the kind of man
That you would turn out to be
Now I wish that I'd been wrong and then
I could remember to breathe
And all along the watchtower
The night horses and the black mares
Ready themselves for the outcome
For the strange times upon us

But what you didn't count on
Was another mother of
A mother revolution
But what you didn't count on
Was another mother of
A mother revolution
You could've have me
You could've have me
You could've have me
Right there beside you
You could've have me boy
You could've have me yeah
You could've have me
Right there beside you

A wife on loan in a cafe
In old El Paso
Next I go to
Seven Gates and my sister's Bass Bonanza
And all along her watchtower
The night horses and the black mares
Steady themselves for the outcome
For the strange days upon us

What you didn't count on
Was another mother of
A mother revolution

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She's a girl
Rising from a shell
Running to spring
It is her time it is her time
Watch her run with ribbons undone

She's a rose in a lily's cloak
She can hide her charms
It is her right there will be time
To chase the sun with ribbons undone

She runs like a fire does
Just picking up daises
Comes in for a landing
A pure flash of lightening
Past alice blue blossoms
You follow her laughter
And then she'll surprise you
Arms filled with lavender

Yes my little pony is growing up fast
She corrects me and says
"You mean a thoroughbred"
A look in her eyes says the battle's beginning
From school she comes home and cries
I don't want to grow up Mom at last not tonight

You're a girl
Rising from a shell
Running through spring
With summer's hand in reach now
It is your time
It is your time
So just run with ribbons undone
It is your time yes my angel
It is your time
So just run with ribbons undone

Run run darlin'
Ribbons undone

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If I choke boy
You start me up again
Restring my wires y'know
This gearbox can make the shift polish my rims
Damned if you do
Damned if you don't
I swear it seems of late boy
I've even curved this body to fit your bow

Still the rain can't confuse the thoughts that come
Come in rhythm
'cause it never was the cars and guitars that came between us
Still a thought says what if I
Keep on drivin'
Keep on drivin'

"Yeah that whip has skirt"
You said it proud
Sometimes I'd watch her idle while you'd tune her up
Me with my silencer on
You and your crocodile clip
Me and my alligator pears yeah
All trickedc out for the trip
That slid into a spin

You say that "I miss you"
You stop in at my drive-thru
You knwo who you'll order some some boy

'Cause it never was the cars and guitars that came between us
Still a thought says what if I
Keep on drivin'
Keep on drivin'
Keep on drivin'

If I choke boy
You start me up again
Resting my wires y'know
This gearbox can make the shift polish my rims

. . .



Thought I had a witness to this crime
Thought I had a witness
Thought we were on the same side of becoming
Then the judges called in a witness C'mon...

So then when did you then begin your cravin for white powder
Exotic matter that cells divide arresting time

So in your furnace then
You drank my tenderness
Feldspar and Mica then
You thought that you would own my temple of gold

Gotta rise in the night
Pick myself off the floor
I know now that it's over
Had a life before
You left me burnin' in
Your petrol emotion
Your petrol emotion
Wanting more

Thought I had a witness C'mon...
Thought we had a friendship C'mon...
Thought I heard you whispering murder
Thought this witches brew was more than bullet-proof
But words are like guns when you shoot the moon
'Cause everybody whispers C'mon...

Is there anyone? Is it any wonder...I'm out the door

Is there any way? Is there any way forward?
Thought I had a witness
Thought you were you
Thought I was a witness
You could turn to, not in

Thought I had a witness to this crime
Thought I had a witness C'mon...

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There was a garden
In the beginning
Before the fall
Before Genesis

There was a tree there
A tree of knowledge
Sophia would insist
You must eat of this

Original sin?
No, I don't think so
Original sinsuality
Original sin?
No, it should be
Original sinsuality
Original sin?
No, I don't think so
Original sinsuality

Yaldaboath
Saklas
I'm calling you
Samael
You are not alone
I say
You are not alone
In your darkness
You are not alone
Baby
You are not alone

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Drivin' in my Saab
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time
Drivin' with my friends
On my way to Ireland
It's been a long time
It's been a long time

So when I was out
In the desert
And a cowboy
Tried to lasso me
He said your red
And made of clay
A virgin portrait
I let him wake me
But decided not to stay

Next in New York
I fell out with a dragon
Of the white collar kind
But just as ferocious
I remembered Macha
Running faster than the horses
Then an encounter with
A voice that caressed me

Wasn't it you who
Held off a surrender
To one spoiled nun
Who taught you the names
Of the mountains
On the moon
And then a Jesuit
Proceded to arrange your soul
While I prayed
On my knees

. . .



Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze
It is time for the geese to head south
I have come with my mustard seed
I cannot accept that she will be taken from me

"Do you know who I am" she said
"I'm the one who taps you on the shoulder when it's your time
Don't be afraid I promise that she will awake
Tomorrow somewhere
Tomorrow somewhere"

Wrap yourself around
The tree of life and the dance of the infinity
Of the hive
Take this message to Michael

I will comb myself into chains
In between the tap dance clan
And your ballerina gang
I have come for the beekeeper
I know you want my
You want my queen
Anything but this
Can you use me instead?

In your gown with your breathing mask
Plugged into a heart machien
As if you ever needed one
I must see the beekeeper I must see if she'll keep her alive
Call Engine 49 I have come with my mustard seed

Maybe I'm passing you by
Just passing you by girl
I'm passing you by
On my way
On my way
I'm just passing you by
But don't be confused
One day I'll be coming for you...
I must see the beekeeper
I must see the beekeeper

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Take a walk down memory lane with me
Past a watermelon stand on the way
Thinking I had everything we'd need
on Martha's Foolish Ginger
You were late
How could I forget what you said-
the part about that
"Love taking over your life"
was not your plan

If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done

Through the cliffs
out of the Bay I went
From the starboard side
I could black my visions and my passions-
They keep me awake

If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done

A familiar voice
"Hi. Surprise.
I've been searching trying to find you"
I couldn't speak
my hands reached for Martha's Foolish Ginger
We talked until the moon came up
About how life without love
isn't worth very much
Then I played this song

If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
If those harbour lights had just been a half a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
what I would have done
what I would have done

"Memories that we have yet" you said
"To make like our Burning Bed..."
Love, don't mistake that it wasn't safe
on Martha's Foolish Ginger.

. . .



Hoochie Woman
Hoochie Woman
Hoochie Woman
Hoochie Woman

I wasn't thinking
My head was in the book
His hands were on her everywhere
I saw his face I dropped my coffee
He's cheating on me with a Hoochie Woman

Ooo hoo hoo you can
Keep your Hoochie
Ooo hoo hoo
And the bank accounts
'Cause boy I bring home the Bacon
I said boys I bring home the Bacon now

I went to work and the office girls
Were all burning their poetry
It wasn't good
But in the neighborhood
Now they're all just a
Hoochie Woman

He called me up
And said "she has needs"
I said "you'll find 'em
On Barney's fourth floor"
He said "I need a loan"
(I said) "that's not a problem
You better keep this from you
Hoochie Woman"

. . .



I don't
I don't know why
In your boys life you become like a bull
Like a bull in a china shop
Smash it up into smithereens

There you, there you go again
Breaking breaking porcelain
Is that all I am just a doll you got used to
We've done, we've done this before
As Mars sauntered through his door
Don't say it's time to say
Goodbye to Pisces
Goodbye to Pisces

I cried and I washed my teras
That turned into diamond
Ice into ice and if it could freeze
My heart wouldn't float away

So how how will I go
Back on back on the shelf
With a smile with a smile
To the customer and say
On sale by the owner

Here I
Here I go again
Breaking
Breaking porcelain
Is that all I am
Just a doll you got used to
We've done
We've done this before
As Mars sauntered through his door
Don't say it's time to say
Goodbye to Pisces
Goodbye to Pisces
Goodbye my Pisces

. . .



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
You will dance the ring
Marys of the Sea
The lost bride weeps
Les Saint Marie de la Mer
We will dance your ring

Hey there's a new Jerusalem
Hey you built on rock that's on sand
For now you have hijacked the son
Last time I checked he came to light the lamp for everyone

I hear a voice and it says
"The red of the red rose is its own
And something no man can divide"
So St. Jermaine hear the prayer of this supplicant
For two scarlet women, Black Madonna
Hey I am not in your way
Hey no need to push me again
I know it's your day in the sun
I know it's your day in the sun
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

. . .



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
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
On your right standing 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

. . .



The Winged Painter is on uptown, I said,
Will you meet me to go, to go, to go?
Washington Square I'm racing there to get you at Noon.
Oh the Nocturne noon.
Isabella on the way there stops me.
I can't stay today.
I'm off in flight towards another light.
Rest. Youth.
Washington Square, I meet you there and we go.

And he's on the run. He's on the run
From this walking Greeting Card and Chloe's kiss,
The Wolf Pit, the Wine Harvest, and Phileda's Lesson
We're not his possession
In winter, trampled flowers in winter, Lovers.
Circus, these Garlands, the Blue Pirouette,
The Marriage, the Mimosas, Black Sun Over Paris
These Garlands, the Little Swallow,
St. Paul from the window
The half open window.

Eve incurs God's displeasure, displeasure.
Passion.
Odysseus and Penelope.
Ulysses and Penelope, the Festival in Hell.

He's on the run. He's on the run
From this walking Greeting Card and Chloe's kiss,
The Wolf Pit, the Wine Harvest, and Phileda's Lesson
We're not your possession
In winter
Lovers. In winter, flowers, trampled flowers.
Lovers. Be of Angels. We lovers.

Circus, these Garlands, the Blue Pirouette,
The Marriage, the Mimosas, Black Sun Over Paris
These Garlands, the Little Swallow,
St. Paul from the window
The half open window

In winter, the Winged Painter,
The Winged Painter
The Winged Painter
Washington Square, let's go see a Day in May from
The Winged Painter.

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