[Merman]
No Boundaries: A Benefit for Kosovar Refugees
Lyrics

go to bed
the priests are dead
now no one
can call you bad
go to bed
the priests are dead
finally you're in peppermint land

he's a merman
he doesn't need your voice
he's a merman

go to bed
dream instead
and you will find him
he's a merman
to the knee
doesn't need something you're not willing to give
he's a merman
doesn't need your voice to cross his lands of ice

go to bed
the priests are dead
now no one can call you bad
go to bed
the priests are dead
finally you found him
let it out
who could ever say you're not simply wonderful?
who could ever harm you
sleep now
you're my little goat

Go to bed
the priests are dead
and come sing to all again
go to bed
past the apple orchard
and you'll feel nice

two can play
I said, two can play.


version 2
transcribed by jase

Go to bed
The priests are dead
Now no one can call you bad
Go to bed the priests are dead
Finally, you're in peppermint land

He's a merman
He doesn't need your voice
He's a merman
Go to bed
Dream instead
And you will find him
He's a merman eternally
He doesn't need something you're not willing to give
He's a merman
Doesn't need your voice to cross his lands of ice

Go to bed
The priests are dead
Now no one can call you bad
Go to bed
The priests are dead
Finally you found him
And lalala
Who could ever say
You're not simply wonderful?
Who could ever harm you
Go to sleep now
You're my little girl

Go to bed
The priests are dead
And go sing on again
Go to bed
Past the apple orchard and you'll feel nice
Two can play
I said two can play.

All lyrics are written by Tori Amos.
Published by Sword and Stone, ASCAP.

Drops of Ivory 1997-2005