Laurie Anderson - The Ouija Board lyrics
[Laurie Anderson - The Ouija Board lyrics]
Laurie in 1978, I spent some time
In California in the fall
Looking for a quiet
Place to live i finally found what
Seemed to be the perfect apartment
But the night after I moved
In I heard a tremendous pounding
Sound as it turned out
I had moved in right above
A Hawaiian hollow log drum
School every other night
It was converted into a hula school
With a live band of six Hawaiian guitars
I decided to soundproof my place
But, I didn't hang the door very well
And all the sounds kept drifting in
About this time, like a lot of New Yorkers
Who find themselves on the West Coast
I got interested in various aspects of
California's versions of the occult
We would sit around at night
While the Santa Ana winds
Howled outside and ask questions
To the ouija board
I found out a lot of
Information on my past 9
361 human lives on this planet
My first life was as a raccoon
And then you were a cow
And then you were a bird
And then you were a hat, spelled the Ouija
We said "a hat?" We couldn't figure it out
Finally we guessed that the feathers
From the bird had
Been made into a hat is this true?
Yes, spelled the Ouija
Hat counts as half life
And then?
Hundreds and hundreds of rabbis
Now this is apparently my first
Life as a woman
Which should explain quite a few things
Eventually though
The Ouija's written words seemed
To take on a personality
A kind of a voice finally we began
To ask the board if the
Ouija would be willing to appear to
Us in some other form
FORGET IT fORGET IT
FORGET IT fORGET IT
FORGET IT fORGET IT-
The Ouija seemed like it was about to crash
Please, please, what can we do
We were nagging now
So you will show yourself to
Us in some other manifestation?
You should lurk you should L-U-R-K lurk
Now I never really figured out
How to lurk in my
Own place, even though it was
Only a rented place
But, I did find myself looking
Over my shoulder a lot
And every sound that drifted in seemed
To be a version of this
Phantom voice whispering in a code
That I could never crack
In California in the fall
Looking for a quiet
Place to live i finally found what
Seemed to be the perfect apartment
But the night after I moved
In I heard a tremendous pounding
Sound as it turned out
I had moved in right above
A Hawaiian hollow log drum
School every other night
It was converted into a hula school
With a live band of six Hawaiian guitars
I decided to soundproof my place
But, I didn't hang the door very well
And all the sounds kept drifting in
About this time, like a lot of New Yorkers
Who find themselves on the West Coast
I got interested in various aspects of
California's versions of the occult
We would sit around at night
While the Santa Ana winds
Howled outside and ask questions
To the ouija board
I found out a lot of
Information on my past 9
361 human lives on this planet
My first life was as a raccoon
And then you were a cow
And then you were a bird
And then you were a hat, spelled the Ouija
We said "a hat?" We couldn't figure it out
Finally we guessed that the feathers
From the bird had
Been made into a hat is this true?
Yes, spelled the Ouija
Hat counts as half life
And then?
Hundreds and hundreds of rabbis
Now this is apparently my first
Life as a woman
Which should explain quite a few things
Eventually though
The Ouija's written words seemed
To take on a personality
A kind of a voice finally we began
To ask the board if the
Ouija would be willing to appear to
Us in some other form
FORGET IT fORGET IT
FORGET IT fORGET IT
FORGET IT fORGET IT-
The Ouija seemed like it was about to crash
Please, please, what can we do
We were nagging now
So you will show yourself to
Us in some other manifestation?
You should lurk you should L-U-R-K lurk
Now I never really figured out
How to lurk in my
Own place, even though it was
Only a rented place
But, I did find myself looking
Over my shoulder a lot
And every sound that drifted in seemed
To be a version of this
Phantom voice whispering in a code
That I could never crack