Artist: Regina Spektor Album: Soviet Kitsch {2004}

The food that I�m eating is suddenly tasteless
I know I�m alone now, I know what it tastes like
So, break me to small parts, let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts - there might be some good ones
Like, you might make a dollar, I�m inside your mouth now
Behind your tonsils, peaking over your molars
You�re talking to her now, you�ve eaten something minty
And you�re making that face that I like
And you�re going in, in for the kill, kill
For the killer kiss, kiss, for the kiss, kiss

I need your money, it�ll help me
I need your car and I need your love
I need your money, it�ll help me
I need your car and I need your love
So, won�t you help a brother out, won�t you help a brother out
Won�t you help a brother out, out, out, out, out

Just break me to small parts, let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts, you might make a dollar
Dollar, might make a dollar
So, won�t you help a brother out, won�t you help a brother out
Won�t you help a brother out, out, out, out, out

Just break me to small parts, let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts, there might be some good ones
You might make a dollar - there might be some good ones
There might be some good ones - you might make a dollar
You might make a dollar - there might be some good ones
There might be some good ones

Poor little rich boy, all the couples have gone
You wish that they hadn�t, you don�t wanna be alone
But they wanna kiss and they got homes of their own
Poor little rich boy, all the couples have gone, they�ve gone, they�ve gone

And you don�t love your girlfriend, you don�t love your girlfriend
And you think that you should but she thinks that she�s fat but she isn�t but you don�t love her anyway
And you don�t love your mother and you know that you should
And you wish that you would but you don�t anyway

Poor little rich boy, all the world is okay
The water runs off your skin and down into the drain
You�re reading Fitzgerald, you�re reading Hemingway
They�re both super smart and drinking in the caf�s

But you don�t love your girlfriend, you don�t love your girlfriend
And you think that you should but she thinks that she�s fat but she isn�t but you don�t love her anyway
And you don�t love your mother, you know that you should
And you wish that you would but you don�t anyway

You�re so young, you�re so goddamn young, you�re so young, you�re so goddamn young
You�re so young, you�re so goddamn young, you�re so goddamn young, you�re so goddamn young
You�re so young, you�re so goddamn young, you�re so young, you�re so goddamn young
You�re so goddamn young, you�re so goddamn young, you�re so goddamn young, you�re so goddamn young
You�re so goddamn young, you�re so goddamn young, you�re so goddamn young, you�re so goddamn young
You don�t love your girlfriend
And you don�t love your girlfriend
And you don�t love your girlfriend
And you don�t love your girlfriend

Carbon monoxide, soon I�ll go to sleep
If I don�t got my socks on right they slide right off of my feet
As I walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk
Walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk

Carbon monoxide, as I take you home
First time I get my socks on right but I don�t have a gas mask on
As I walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a
Walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk you home, yeah
I�m so cool, I�m so cool, I�m so cool
Walk-a, walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk-a, walk
Walk, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk you home, yeah
I�m so cool, I�m so cool, I�m so cool
Come on daddy, come on daddy, come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy, come on daddy, come on daddy

Carbon monoxide, soon we�ll go to sleep
No one will notice we�re gone cos we don�t have a job to keep
They�ll just say that we�re being lazy - sex-crazed, sex-crazed, hazy
They�ll just say we�re living our whole life in bed and we�ll be in bed, but we�ll be, oh, so very much
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, d-dead, yeah
But we�re so cool, we�re so cool, we�re so cool
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, d-dead, dead
But we�re still cool, we�re still cool, we�re still cool

Come on daddy, come on daddy, come on, come on, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy, come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Carbon monoxide, carbon monoxide

The flowers you gave me are rotting and still I refuse to throw them away 
Some of the bulbs never opened quite fully, they might, so I'm waiting and staying awake 
Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep 
I'll never know if I go to sleep

The papers around me are piling and twisting Regina the paper back mummy - what then 
I'm taking the knife to the books that I own and chopping and chopping and boiling soup from stone
Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep 
I'll never know if I go to sleep
Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep 
I'll never know if I go to sleep

They made a statue of us
And put it on a mountaintop
Now tourists come and stare at us
Blow bubbles with their gum
Take photographs, have fun, have fun

They'll name a city after us
And later say it's all our fault
Then they'll give us a talking to
Then they'll give us a talking to
Because they've got years of experience

We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We're living in a den of thieves
And it's contagious and it's contagious
And it's contagious and it's contagious

We wear our scarves just like a noose
But not cos we want eternal sleep
And though our parts are slightly used
New ones are slave labor you can keep

We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We're living in a den of thieves
And it's contagious and it's contagious
And it's contagious and it's contagious

They made a statue of us, they made a statue of us
The tourists come and stare at us, the sculptor's mama sends regards
They made a statue of us, they made a statue of us
Our noses have begun to rust
We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
Were living in a den of thieves
And it's contagious and it's contagious
And it's contagious and it's contagious
And it's contagious and it's contagious
And it's contagious and it's contagious

She will kiss you till your lips bleed
But she will not take her dress off
Americana, tropicana
All the sailor boys have demons
They sing, "Oh, Kentucky, why did you forsake me
If I was meant to sail the sea why did you make me?"
It should have been another state, oh stay

Cos Mary Anne's a bitch
Mary Anne's a bitch, Mary Anne's a bitch
Mary Anne's a bitch
Mary Anne's a bitch, Mary Anne's a bitch

Does it matter that our anger
Couldn't even reach the bottom of a bath tub
And the sails reflect the moon, it's such a strange job
Playing blackjack on the deck, still atop this giant puddle
Dressed in white, we quietly huddle with our missiles
And we miss the girls back home, oh, home sweet home

Cos Mary Anne's a bitch
Mary Anne's a bitch, Mary Anne's a bitch
Mary Anne's a bitch
Mary Anne's a bitch, Mary Anne's a bitch

She will kiss you til your lips bleed
But she will not take her dress off
Americana, tropicana
Americana, tropicana
Americana, Americana

Regina, Regina

What

When is that song gonna start

Which song

The song that goes like, "Da na na na na, da na na na."

Oh, it's gonna start in a minute
You just gotta wait

Okay
Regina, start it already

It's gonna start in a second, you just gotta wait
It's gonna start - now

I kissed your lips and I tasted blood 
I asked you what happened and you said there'd been a fight 
You said, "I've been fighting for your honor but you wouldn't understand."
I said, "Hold on, your honor, I'll get ice for your hand."
So, you've been fighting for my honor and I don't understand
But hold on, your honor, I'll get ice for your hand

You said, "Come on, baby, let's just make love, it's the only thing to make me better."
You said, "Oh, come on let's just get you out of that sweater."
I said, "I don't kiss losers and I don't kiss winners."
And I don't fight for honor cos we all are born sinners

Gargle with peroxide, a steak for your eye 
But I'm a vegetarian, so it's a frozen pizza pie 
You tell me that you care and you never do lie 
You fight for my honor but I just don't know why 

Mary had a little lamb with fleece as white as snow 
You've got me and I'm just a common ho 
But I know what I am and I know what I ain't 
So, don't get cut cos I still won't be no saint 

Gargle with peroxide, a steak for your eye 
But I'm a pizzatarian, so it's a frozen pizza pie 
You tell me that you love me and you never do lie 
And you fight for my honor but I just don't know why 
You fight for my honor and I don't understand 
But hold on, your honor, I'll get ice for your hand

A man walks out of his apartment
It is raining, he's got no umbrella
He starts running beneath the awnings
Trying to save his suit, trying to save his suit
Trying to dry and to dry and to dry, but no good

When he gets to the crowded subway platform
He takes off both of his shoes 
He steps right into somebody's fat loogie 
And everyone who sees him says, "Eww." 
Everyone who sees him says, "Eww." 

But he doesn't care cos last night he got a visit
From the Ghost of Corporate Future 
The Ghost said, "Take off both your shoes whatever chances you get 
Especially when they're wet."
He also said, "Imagine you go away on a business trip one day 
And when you come back home 
Your children have grown and you never made your wife moan
Your children have grown and you never made your wife moan."

And people make you nervous, you'd think the world was ending
And everybody's features have somehow started blending
And everything is plastic and everyone's sarcastic
And all your food is frozen, it needs to be defrosted
You'd think the world was ending
You'd think the world was ending
You'd think the world was ending right now
You'd think the world was ending
You'd think the world was ending
You'd think the world was ending right now

Well, maybe you should just drink a lot less coffee
And never ever watch the ten o'clock news
Maybe you should kiss someone nice or lick a rock or both
Maybe you should cut your own hair cos that can be so funny
It doesn't cost any money and it always grows back
Hair grows even after you're dead

People are just people, they shouldn't make you nervous
The world is everlasting, it's coming and it's going
If you don't toss your plastic, the streets won't be so plastic
And if you kiss somebody, then both of you'll get practice
The world is everlasting, put dirtballs in your pockets
Put dirtballs in your pockets and take off both your shoes
Cos people are just people, people are just people
People are just people like you
People are just people, people are just people
People are just people like you

The world is everlasting, it's coming and it's going
The world is everlasting, it's coming and it's going
It's coming and it's going

I had a dream crispy, crispy Benjamin Franklin
Came over and babysat all four of my kids
Then in my dream I told the doctor off
He said, "If you don't wanna do it, then you don't have to do it."
He said, "The truth is you'll be okay, anyway."

Then in my dream crispy, crispy Benjamin Franklin
And the doctor went and had a talk with my boss
Something about insurance policies
They kept the door closed at all times, I couldn't hear or see
When they came out they said, "You'll be okay, anyway." 
And I smiled cos I'd known it all the while 

No thank you, no thank you, no thank you, no thank you
I ain't about to pay for this shit
I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo
And on any given day I'd rather ride a limousine
No thank you, no thank you, no thank you, no thank you
I ain't about to die like this 
I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo 
And besides, this shit is making me tired, it's making me tired, it's making me tired 
You know, I planned to retire someday 
But mama's gonna go out in style, go out in style
This shit is making me tired, it's making me tired, it's making me tired 
Mama gonna go out in style, go out in style

When I woke up the kids were being quiet
I knew it was a dream right away I called the limousine company
Then I got dressed, I dressed the kids as well
The limousine pulled in and we piled in
The doctor, he asked which way we were headed
I said, "Sir, let's just go west," and he listened obediently

Sophie only wants to listen to radio BBC
Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me all about the meanies
Jacqueline was being such a big girl with her cup of tea looking out of the window
And Barbara, she looks just like my mom
Oh, my Barbara, she looks so much like my mom

No thank you, no thank you, no thank you, no thank you
I ain't about to pay for this shit
I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo
And on any given day I'd rather ride a limousine
No thank you, no thank you, no thank you, no thank you
I ain't about to die like this 
I can afford chemo like I can afford a limo 
And besides, this shit is making me tired, it's making me tired, it's making me tired 
You know, I planned to retire someday 
But mama's gonna go out in style, go out in style
This shit is making me tired, it's making me tired, it's making me tired 
Mama gonna go out in style, go out in style
Style, style, style, style
Style, style, style, style

I had a dream crispy, crispy Benjamin Franklin
Came over and babysat all four of my kids
I had a dream crispy, crispy Benjamin Franklin
Came over and babysat all four of my kids

Sophie only wants to listen to radio BBC
Michael sat on my knees and whispered to me all about the meanies
Jacqueline was being such a big girl with her cup of tea looking out of the window
And Barbara, she looks just like my mom
Oh, my God, Barbara, she looks so much like my mom
Oh, my Barbara, she looks so much just like my mom

Somedays aren't your's at all
They come and go as if they're someone else's days
They come and leave you behind someone else's face
And it's harsher than your's and colder than your's

They come in all quiet sweep up and then they leave 
And you don't hear a single floor board creak 
They're so much stronger than the friends you try to keep by your side 

Downtown, downtown - I'm not here, not anymore
I've gone away - don't call me, don't write

I'm in love with your daughter, I want to have her baby
Oh, I'm in love with your daughter - so, can I please

Downtown, downtown - I'm not here, not anymore
I've gone away - don't call me, don't write
I've gone away - don't call me, don't write
Don't call me, don't call me, don't call me, don't call write
Don't write, don't write, don't write, don't write

Somedays aren't your's at all
They come and go as if they're someone else's days
They come and leave you behind someone else's face
And it's harsher than your's