The Point Of It All
(专辑: Who Killed Amanda Palmer - 2008)
Oh, what a
noble, distinguished collection of fine little friends you have made Hitting the
tables without you again: no we'll wait, no we promise, we'll wait June makes these excellent sewing machines out of common industrial waste She spends a
few days at a
time on the
couch but she says She wears shades, she wears shades But no one can stare at the
wall as good as you, my baby-doll And you're aces for coming along You're almost human, after all And you're learning that just 'cause they call themselves friends Doesn't mean they'll call... They made the
comment in jest But you've got the
needle I
guess that's the
point of it all Maybe a
week in the
tropics would help to remind you how nice life can be We propped you right up in a
chair on a
deck with a
beautiful view of the
sea But a
couple weeks later we came back and you and the
chair were nowhere to be seen You had magically moved to the
closet Eyes fixed to the
place where the
dryer had been Oh, but no one can stare at the
wall as good as you, my baby-doll And you're aces for coming along You're almost human, after all Why on earth would I
keep you propped up in here when you so love the
fall...? The
pattern's laid out on the
bed With dozens of colors of thread But you've got the
needle I
guess that's the
point in the
end But it's better to waste your day watching the
scenery change at a
comatose rate Than to put yourself in it and turn into one of those cigarette ads that you hate But while you were sleeping some men came around Said they had some dimensions to take I'm not sure what they were talking about but they sure made a
mess of your face But still, no one can stare at the
wall as good as you, my baby-doll And you're aces for playing along You're almost human, even now And just 'cause they call themselves experts It doesn't mean sweet fuck all... They've got the
permanent press Homes with a
stable address And they've got excitement And life by the
fistful But you've got the
needle I
guess that's the
point of it all