Lyrics: Tori Amos. Boys For Pele. Horses.

Hey, hey
She's a beauty queen
Hey and my sweet bean bag in the street
Take it down out to the laundry scene

Don't know why she's in my hand
Can't figure what it is
But I lie, lie, lie again

I got me some horses
To ride on, to ride on
They say that your demons can't go there

So I got me some horses
To ride on, to ride on
As long as your army keeps perfectly still

And maybe I'll find me a sailor, a tailor
And maybe together, we'll make mother well

So I got me some horses
To ride on, to ride on
As long as your army keeps perfectly still

You showed me the meadow
And Milkwood and Silkwood
And you would if I would
But you never would

So I chased down your posies
Your pansies in my hosies
Then opened my hands
And they were empty then

Off with Superfly
Sniffing a Sharpie pen
Honey it's Bill and Ben

Off with Superfly
Counting your bees
Oh me honey like
One, two, three

The camera is rolling
It's easy like
One, two, three

And if there is a way to find you
I will find you
But will you find me
If Neil makes me a tree

An afro, a pharaoh
I can't go, you said so
But threads that are golden
Don't break easily

So I got me some horses
To ride on, to ride on
You say that your demons
Can't go there

So I got me some horses
To ride on, to ride on
As long as your army keeps perfectly still
Keeps perfectly still
Keeps perfectly still