Letras: Tori Amos. Father Lucifer.

Hi, hi... hmm...
Father Lucifer you never looked so sane.
You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain.
Tell me that you're still in love with that Milkmaid.
How the Lizzies, how's your Jesus Christ been hanging, ha.

Nothing's gonna stop me from floating.
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating.


Heh. He says he reckons I'm a watercolor stain.
He says I run and then I run from him and then I run.
He didn't see me watching from the aeroplane.
He wiped a tear and then he threw away our appleseed.


Nothing's gonna stop me from floating.
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating.


TORI
Hey... yes...
Every day's my wedding day.
Though baby's still in his comatose state.
Die my own Easter eggs.
Just don't go yet, just don't go.
And Beenie lost the sunset but that's okay.
Does Joe bring flowers to Marilyn's grave?
And girls that eat pizza and never gain weight,
Never gain weight, never gain weight...


SECOND TORI
Go away where only glass Georgy Girl-
Your favorite skiddly-dee, and I'm G., yes,
Never go, go so fast...
Go wait, girl, on bead glass,
Georgy- she was your favorite,
There she goes... there she goes...
There she even goes home...


BACKGROUND TORIS
Maybe she's hiding in her hideout.
Get a peek hiding her truffles.
Wearing those purple garters.
And girl I've got a condo in Hoboken.


Hi, mmm, mmm, yes... hum... mmm... hmm...
Father Lucifer you never looked so sane.
You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain.
Tell me that you're still in love with that Milkmaid.
How the Lizzies, how's your Jesus Christ been hanging. Hum, mmm...