Regina Spektor "Back of a Truck" lyrics

Back of a Truck

She lifted the monument in her monumental armsShe was the mother superior with her carry-on luggage charmsShe was this androgynous powder nosed girl next doorShe had eaten her dog and she was back for more

Back for more, back for moreOh she was back for moreSome more, yes please, some more

Her gym teacher thought himself a sweat-socked demigodAnd her geraniums thought themselves an alien podHer front porch gave way beneath the classified weightAnd when an ambulance came they said it's much too late

Oh it's much too lateOh it's much too, much too lateOh it's much too late, how lateVery late, too late

Now the people of New Guinea and the people of L.A.Have been pen pals for years 'cause they both hate balletOnly the pandas and bears have made a clean get awayBut the news bulletin claims it is gonna be okay

Now Miss Lucy had a sweat shop where the immigrants workProblem was they all turned to pumpkins at the 12 o'clock strokePromptly confiscated by police precinct number XThat was when alien geraniums entered into a fight

No violence, of course, no violence, no violence, of courseHey, hey no violence, of courseOf course, why yes, of courseI mean, I mean, of course, why yes, of course

Here the story gets hazy and the hair gets too longAnd the TV gets quiet as I hear a real bad songThe mothers get whiskey and the girlfriends get tongueAnd there's a back of a truck selling smoke free lungs

And there's a back of a truck selling alien podsAnd there's a back of a truck selling game show hostsAnd there's a back of a truck selling the souls of the deadAnd there's a back of a truck selling crumb free breadThis is New York

Now there's a back of a truck selling the back of a carAnd there's a back of a car selling road way mapsAnd there are road way maps selling a back of a headHey how much for that back of a head, man?

Hey wait a minute, hey wait a minuteWait a minute that's wait a minute that's my back of a headHey you can't sell that, man, that's my back of a headHey, hey sell it back to me, man, sell it back to meHey it's, it's my m-m-mine

She lifted the monument in her monumental armsShe was the mother superior with her carry-on luggage charmsShe was this androgynous powder nosed girl next doorShe had eaten her dog and she was back for more

She had eaten her dog, D O W GShe had eaten a dog, d-d-dog, d-d-dog, dog, dog, dogShe had eaten, a eaten, eaten a, eaten, eaten herSome more, yes please, some moreSome more, yes please, some more

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