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Jewel Kilcher

Making Me Blue
Mamma's Little Hero
Marital Carnival
Memoirs Of A Housewife
Money
Morning Song (POY)

 

Making Me Blue

My body is changing
To fit itself around your shoe
And my insides are aching
To be closer to you
 
You're like a crevice
Like a crack, not a trace
I can't make myself small enough
To fit in your space
 
If you come down, if you come down, if you come down
Down off your one-legged horse
Your immortal course
Is making me blue, yeah
You're making me blue, yeah
 
My limbs are changing
My heart is filled with growing pains
But you are so perfect
A brittle vessel filled with rain
 
You're like a rock
You're like a razor, like a tack
You're pulse is pale
But your humor's always black
 
If you come down, if you come down, if you come down
Down off your one-legged horse
Your immortal course
You're making me blue, yeah
You're making me blue, yeah
 
I'm your servant
I'm down on my knees
I'll be wishing you here
After I leave
I would worship you irreverantly
Just meet me half way
And I will lay you down
Come towards me, baby  
We fit together
Like a couple of spoons
Although one moment the spell is wrought
Hope no one opens this velvet drawer
Love is always over too soon
 
But I want to hold you
Forever in flight
'Til we're two old flames
There's a mighty thin line
Dancing by a dim light
 
If you just come down, if you come down
Won't you please come down
Down off your one-legged horse
Your immortal course
Is making me blue, yeah
You're making me blue, yeah
 
And my body is changing...
To fit itself around your shoe

 

Mamma's Little Hero

Every mom wants her little boy
To grow up and be a hero
Size years of age
She planted the seed
His young hands burdened
Bewildered and confused
How how the hell can a little boy satisfy a woman's needs

Nobody told him what you are
Not what she needs you to be
She made him her lover
But only through words
Inappropriate...
And high hopes and dreams
She made him her babbot
Wound him so tight that....
Worrying about how to live up to
Expectations so high
Nobody told him what you are
Not what she needs you to be
Forever imprisoned by she
And standards that he can not hold
Till mamma's little hero sets himself free
He'll always be a man child walking
Forever frightened
By those big scary words,
Committment and need
A deep distrust that he could never satisfy
That a woman could love him for free

Say be what you are
Not what she needs you to be
Be what you are
Not what she needs you to be
Mamma's little hero

 

Marital Carnival

You come home, you look kind of frantic
Too bad 'cause I feel romantic
I know you're stressed out again
Tonight - I guess - that we're just friends again
You know I'm really not the type to compete
I hope your meetings were filled with lots of good 'meet'
And your appointments have lots of good 'ointments'
? what you could never could satisfy

'Cause I don't carry you like I did a minute ago
I tried to love you but it was just too stressful
It's like leavin' your boots on when you go swimming
But I never will fight for what doesn't want to win

You wake up - I'm doing cartwheels
You're grumpy
Said, "Try some how I feel"
"I'm happy" just wasn't no fun
It's hard enough just waking up next to one
You know if you were oatmeal - you'd just look for lumps
If you were sweet I'd call you sugarbumps
If you were the sunshine you'd say I was
Well I am tired of this capricious game

'Cause I don't carry you like I did a minute ago
I tried to love you but it was just too stressful
It's like leavin' your boots on when you go swimming
But I never will fight for what doesn't want to win

A Marital Carnival
A Marital Carnival
A Marital Carnival
Stop!
I want to get off...

Sweetheart, I'm gonna find myself a ride
One that doesn't bring me down this time
One that isn't always on the run
One that can have good old fashioned fun
'Cause you know my purpose in life is nothing more
Is then to simply be a dork
I'm just like a special chocolate treat
I ain't no piece of leftover hot dogs...

'Cause I don't carry you like I did a minute ago
I tried to love you but it was just too stressful
It's like leavin' your boots on when you go swimming
But I never will fight for what doesn't want to win

I never will fight for
No!
I never will fight for
Rough!
I never will fight for what doesn't want to win

 

Memoirs Of A Housewife

I have a secret obsession
It's totally tupperware
My own science project
Defying wear and tear
I'm jealous of shopping carts
And all of their brand new things
I want to fondle their labels
In hopes one'll rub off on me

'Cause everybody wants to feel brand new
Like they do

I spend my days indoors
Doing like ding-dongs do
Perfectly preserving
Myself for you

I take things out of their boxes
Take out my note pad and pen
Study carefully

'Cause everybody wants to feel brand new
Like they do

So tell me you want me
Tell me you need me
Tell me I'll always be desirable
Especially to you

Make me feel brand new

Attractive!

Brand spanking clean
And desirable as homecoming queen

But if I were to bet
All of the french fries in the world
That you would say such things
I would surely be one very hungry girl

I approach china cautiously
If there's cracks I deny it
I ingest only perfect things
Into my visual diet

And at night I undress myself
In front of your favorite things
Your brand new hand-tied blue bass fishing lure
And in the corner your money clip sings

Everybody wants to feel brand new
Everybody wants to feel brand new
Like they do
As they do
I do too

 

Money

You see the big fat man with a skinny, skimpy blonde
Who lets him kiss her hand
Because he, ooh, breathes diamond rings when he sings
He talks like columbian coffee with cream
It's not, ooh, too, ooh, sweet

Money (x10) yeah
Money makes the world go round round round round
Bom de-dooble dooble bom.... etc.....
Doo bow mow

A blur of cheap hotel rooms and a vibrating bed
It's hot feelings, cold feet, hey, yo, gimme some
Head into the bathroom just to powder her nose
Clip her fingernails and paint her toes
And it's all, ooh, for, uuh, money

Money (x10) yeah
Money makes the world go round round round round Bom de-dooble dooble
Bom.... etc

She used to be pretty with a real cute face
Dreams and morals and an eternal fireplace
Then in came the shadow man he blew out her light
And now there like so many her life is just a fight
It's a fight for money

Money (x10) yeah
Money makes the world go rooouuuund

You see the big fat man with a skinny, skimpy blonde
Who lets him kiss her hand
Because he, ooh, breathes diamond rings when he sings
He talks like columbian coffee with cream
It's not, ooh, too, ooh, sweet

Money (x10) yeah
Monet makes the world
Money (x10)
Money makes the world go rooooooouuuuuuund

 

Morning Song

Let the phone ring, let's go back to sleep
Let the world spin outside our door, you're the only one that I wanna see
Tell your boss you're sick, hurry, get back in I'm getting cold
Get over here and warm my hands up, boy, it's you they love to hold
And stop thinking about what your sister said
Stop worrying about it, the cat's already been fed
Come on darlin', let's go back to bed
 
Put the phone machine on hold Leave the dishes in the sink
Do not answer the door
It's you that I adore -
I'm gonna give you some more
 
We'll sit on the front porch, the sun can warm my feet
You can drink your coffee with sugar and cream
I'll drink my decaf herbal tea
Pretend we're perfect strangers and that we never met...
My how you remind me of a man I used to sleep with
That's a face I'd never forget
You can be Henry Miller and I'll be Anais Nin
Except this time it'll be even better,
We'll stay together in the end
Come on darlin', let's go back to bed
 
Put the phone machine on hold Leave the dishes in the sink
Do not answer the door
It's you that I adore -
I'm gonna give you some more


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