The Boat Song - Amanda Palmer, Jason Webley

My baby doll

Could you just go

Down to the sushi bar and get me what I want I know you know

I want a car

I want a dress

I want a bag that’s big enough to fit

My seven hundred friends

We’re gonna need a miracle

We’re gonna need a plan

We’re gonna have to find a place to go

We’re out here in the water with our pockets full of sand

And the sinking souls around us yelling

No, no, no

We’re gonna need a bigger boat

For all this shit

We can’t just go around pretending

Everyone is gonna fit

I know I told you

I promised it

But I have always been a liar

Sorry, life’s a fucking bitch

I want a castle

In the country

I want a loft downtown

I wanna call you

When I want you

Honey, I don’t want you hanging around

And while you’re out dear

Grab me a church dear

And not some strip mall shit I’m talking real stained glass

And my believers

People with class

I’m gonna hang out on my alter in my golden robe and crown

Professing all my propaganda while they kiss my ass

We’re gonna need a miracle

We’re gonna need a plan

We’re gonna have to find a place to go

We’re stuck here in a lifeboat with our amputated hands

And our automated captain yelling

Row, row, row

We’re gonna need a bigger boat

For all this shit

We can’t just go around pretending

Everyone is gonna fit

I know I told you

I promised it

But I have always been a liar

Sorry, life’s a fucking bitch

We’re gonna need a bigger boat

For all this fish

We’re gonna murder the whole ocean

With our fucked up wish

I know i told you

I promised it

But I was lying when I promised

And I’ve always been a liar

And you’re not getting on this boat

So fucking live with it