Amanda Palmer - The Point of It All lyrics
[Amanda Palmer - The Point of It All lyrics]
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 months 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
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 months 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