Almost Rosey - Live In Nashville 11/12/07 Lyrics

Song	Almost Rosey - Live In Nashville 11/12/07
Artist	Tori Amos
Album	Legs and Boots: Nashville, TN - November 12, 2007
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	作词 : Amos
	Just a minute of your time
	Yes I've been known to delude myself
	So let me put those rose
	Colored glasses to the test
	Now is this real enough for you 'cause blondes here don't jump out of cakes
	If that never impressed you much
	Come board this lunatic express
	Just why do they say
	Have a nice day anyway
	We both know they wouldn't mind
	If I just curled up and died
	Let's not give that one a try
	Chin up put on a pair of these roseys
	Raise those blinds
	Chin up a happy mask was never
	Your best disguise
	Chin up put on a pair of these roseys
	In no time you will feel almost fine
	Almost rosey
	Now some girls here will huddle with
	No not footballers that are rich
	But will confide in small white sticks
	He bats as
	The Virginian
	Slim Then
	I tried once to comply
	With an authority that would
	Subsidize my wild side
	But at this altar was sacrificed
	Yes you can laugh a femme fatale
	In a bride's dress now married to
	The effortlessness of the cracks
	That lie now in between the facts
	Now about when violet died
	The cause still unidentified
	She thought her love would be enough
	But you can't seduce seduction
	Her tentacles of endless want
	Reach through my corridors
	And tempt me to taste of her power
	I sober with the witching hour
	And when I hear of one more bomb
	Yes we have all been robbed of song
	And nightingales who throw their arms up
	When is enough enough?

	zuo ci : Amos
	Just a minute of your time
	Yes I' ve been known to delude myself
	So let me put those rose
	Colored glasses to the test
	Now is this real enough for you ' cause blondes here don' t jump out of cakes
	If that never impressed you much
	Come board this lunatic express
	Just why do they say
	Have a nice day anyway
	We both know they wouldn' t mind
	If I just curled up and died
	Let' s not give that one a try
	Chin up put on a pair of these roseys
	Raise those blinds
	Chin up a happy mask was never
	Your best disguise
	Chin up put on a pair of these roseys
	In no time you will feel almost fine
	Almost rosey
	Now some girls here will huddle with
	No not footballers that are rich
	But will confide in small white sticks
	He bats as
	The Virginian
	Slim Then
	I tried once to comply
	With an authority that would
	Subsidize my wild side
	But at this altar was sacrificed
	Yes you can laugh a femme fatale
	In a bride' s dress now married to
	The effortlessness of the cracks
	That lie now in between the facts
	Now about when violet died
	The cause still unidentified
	She thought her love would be enough
	But you can' t seduce seduction
	Her tentacles of endless want
	Reach through my corridors
	And tempt me to taste of her power
	I sober with the witching hour
	And when I hear of one more bomb
	Yes we have all been robbed of song
	And nightingales who throw their arms up
	When is enough enough?

	zuò cí : Amos
	Just a minute of your time
	Yes I' ve been known to delude myself
	So let me put those rose
	Colored glasses to the test
	Now is this real enough for you ' cause blondes here don' t jump out of cakes
	If that never impressed you much
	Come board this lunatic express
	Just why do they say
	Have a nice day anyway
	We both know they wouldn' t mind
	If I just curled up and died
	Let' s not give that one a try
	Chin up put on a pair of these roseys
	Raise those blinds
	Chin up a happy mask was never
	Your best disguise
	Chin up put on a pair of these roseys
	In no time you will feel almost fine
	Almost rosey
	Now some girls here will huddle with
	No not footballers that are rich
	But will confide in small white sticks
	He bats as
	The Virginian
	Slim Then
	I tried once to comply
	With an authority that would
	Subsidize my wild side
	But at this altar was sacrificed
	Yes you can laugh a femme fatale
	In a bride' s dress now married to
	The effortlessness of the cracks
	That lie now in between the facts
	Now about when violet died
	The cause still unidentified
	She thought her love would be enough
	But you can' t seduce seduction
	Her tentacles of endless want
	Reach through my corridors
	And tempt me to taste of her power
	I sober with the witching hour
	And when I hear of one more bomb
	Yes we have all been robbed of song
	And nightingales who throw their arms up
	When is enough enough?

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