New Zealand - Amanda Palmer

New Zealand, New Zealand

You caught me on an awful day

My little life is all fucked up

My psyche is in disarray

New Zealand, New Zealand

I wish I could enjoy you more

I wish I had more time to see

Your cliffsides and your blackened shores

New Zealand, New Zealand

I don’t know why I tour this way

Trapped inside an aeroplane

And twittering the scenery

New Zealand, New Zealand

I feel like shit, what can I say?

My period is six days late

My pubic hair is turning gray

But I don’t believe in the beauty standard

And there’s no way that I’m pregnant

So it’s technically okay

Everything is so beautiful here

The people on Cuba Street drinking their beer

I wish I could stay here and never go home

I wish I could be just like Holly Hunter in 'the Piano'

And not have to talk to anyone

Even though there’s technically nothing wrong with my voice

And just play piano and make love to hot local boys

New Zealand, New Zealand

You caught me at the end of tour

My willpower’s collapsing

And I cannot do this anymore

New Zealand, New Zealand

My song is coming to an end

I hope you have enjoyed it

And I hope I get my period

I also hope I haven’t grossed you out

But that’s what you get

When you ask me to write a song about your country in twenty minutes