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Amanda Palmer

Eclectic Song

 

Eclectic Song


The air is still
it's five o'clock
wet streamers from red walls
the rocks are thick
with dampened ashes
as the morning falls

a plastered laugh
shrieks echoing
cross-faded with a tortured snore
concluding groans of desperate sex
from every bolted door

one more glass of luke-warm wine
and one more fancy cigarette
she wraps a sheet
around her waist
this evening is not finished yet

everyone on valentine's got drunk enough to kiss her
tonight she will be satisfied with something if it kills her

she executes through broken glass of vomit touching dance
through slips of papers, names and numbers scrawled in drunken hands
sliding down the sticky stairwell lucky cinderella's hair
and somebody should notice her
some passed out prince beneath the chair
everyone on valentine's got drunk enough to kiss her
tonight she will be satisfied with something if it kills her

nothing's left except the stench
and bottles in the bar
she hangs the streamers
up again
turns on the disco ball
and sitting there
the day before
with all the patience in the world
she swears she won't
get up until
she feels like she's a real live college girl

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