Daisy Dead Petals - 2006 Remastered Version B-side Version
Daisy Dead Petals, that is her name
She's in a phone booth phase
So underneath the shade of a peppermint tray
She can turn it out with a heal on
She just rides into town
Knowing what they'll say
Knowing they're around the corner
Got a crack in
Got a crack in some strange places
Daisy Dead Petals, that is her name
So maybe she tastes like a hamburger maid, well
"These dead petals, honey, brought me here"
She said, "These dead petals, honey, brought me here"
Dancing on a dime
Hearing mother cry
Maybe she's around the corner
Got a crack in
Got a crack in some strange places
On my back with
On my back with some dirty dishes
Falling down, falling down, all over the river
falling down, falling down, falling down
Wish what I'm feeling could go on like this forever
falling down, falling down, falling down
And since we're down might as well stay
Might as well fry some eggs
And wave to the shade of the peppermint tray
She's a new friend, not a skeleton
To ride into town
Knowing what they'll say
Knowing she tastes like a hamburger maid
But, "These dead petals, honey, brought me here"
She said, "These dead petals, honey, brought me here"
She said, "These dead petals, honey, brought me here"
She's in a phone booth phase
So underneath the shade of a peppermint tray
She can turn it out with a heal on
She just rides into town
Knowing what they'll say
Knowing they're around the corner
Got a crack in
Got a crack in some strange places
Daisy Dead Petals, that is her name
So maybe she tastes like a hamburger maid, well
"These dead petals, honey, brought me here"
She said, "These dead petals, honey, brought me here"
Dancing on a dime
Hearing mother cry
Maybe she's around the corner
Got a crack in
Got a crack in some strange places
On my back with
On my back with some dirty dishes
Falling down, falling down, all over the river
falling down, falling down, falling down
Wish what I'm feeling could go on like this forever
falling down, falling down, falling down
And since we're down might as well stay
Might as well fry some eggs
And wave to the shade of the peppermint tray
She's a new friend, not a skeleton
To ride into town
Knowing what they'll say
Knowing she tastes like a hamburger maid
But, "These dead petals, honey, brought me here"
She said, "These dead petals, honey, brought me here"
She said, "These dead petals, honey, brought me here"
Credits
Writer(s): Tori Amos, Tori Ellen Amos
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.