Musings of a Costume Geek

"Miss Marry Ann
Kept her man
In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves
And on that day
As scheduled
They made porcupine love, porcupine love
 
So stiff and stuck and prickly
He came in and then back out quickly
But lord not any quicker than according to plan
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
 
Miss Marry Ann
Had a man
Named Stan, Stan Buttler
He had no antlers
He had no center
He had no enter and he had no exit
 
His hair was short and prickly
He came in and then back out quickly
But lord not any quicker than according to plan
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
 
And how he loved her apple pies,
How he loved her meat loaf,
How he loved her chicken breasts,
How he loved her pudding,
Served promptly at eight o'clock,
Served promptly at seven
Served promptly at ten o'clock,
And promptly at eleven heaven
 
Miss Marry Ann
Kept her cans
In alphabetical order
Miss Marry Ann
Began to have
Some thoughts of murder
 
Miss Marry Ann
Started to think
Real hard about her future
Miss Marry Ann
Preferred her meat
To be freshly butchered
 
Oh she killed him rather quickly
Man that woman was truly sickly
But lord not any sicker than according to plan
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
 
And how he loved her apple pies,
How he loved her meat loaf,
How he loved her chicken breasts,
How he loved her pudding,
Served promptly at eight o'clock,
Served promptly at seven
Served promptly at ten o'clock,
And promptly at eleven heaven
 
Miss Marry Ann
Kept her man
In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves
And on that day
As scheduled
They made porcupine love,
Porcupine lo-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-apchu!"
 
- Mary Ann - 11:11 - Regina Spektor -

"He was a husband who drove his wife home drunk from the parties
He was a husband who drove his wife home
And in the car he would gently lean her head on the side door window
And in the bathroom he would hold her hair back and hope, saying;
 
They build buildings
Oh they build buildings
Oh they build buildings
So tall these days
 
And in the morning she'd wake up and crouch recollections all day
But she would always always wake up the next morning
And he'd take one look at her a say "Baby that's okay"
And her conscience would issue yet another last warning, saying;
 
They build buildings
Oh they build buildings
Oh they build buildings
So tall these days
 
And she would ask for time
And she'd ask for time
And she would ask for time
And she would beg for time
And she would beg for time
And beg for time
And call it a gift
And he would give her time
And he'd give her time
And he would give her time
And he'd give her time
But time is not given and time is not taken
It just sifts through its sift
 
And it was coffee and coffee and coffee and coffee and coffee
And coffee some more
He'd go to work and she'd take a sick day and rot at the core
And by the time he came back she'd scrub the bathroom and make it smell like pine
It would be almost as if nothing had happened
And he'd give her time, saying;
 
They build buildings
Oh they build buildings
Oh they build buildings
Oh don't they build buildings
Oh they build buildings
They build buildings so tall these days
And she would ask for time
And shed ask for time
And she would ask for time
And she would beg for time
And she would beg for time
And beg for time and call it a gift
And he would give her time
And he'd give her time
And he would give her time
And he'd give her time
But time is not given and time is not taken
It just sifts through its sift
 
He was a husband drove time home pine scrub bathroom window
Don't they build buildings so tall these days"
 
- Buildings - 11:11 - Regina Spektor -

"She lifted the monument in her monumental arms
She was the mother superior with carry-on luggage charms
She was this androgynous powder nosed girl next door
She had eaten her dog and he was back for more back for more
 
Her gym teacher thought himself a sweat sock demi god
Her geraniums thought themselves an alien pod
Her front porch gave way beneath classified weight
And when the ambulance came they said it's much too late oh it's much too late
 
Now the people of New Guinea and the people of LA
Have been pen pals for years cause they both hate ballet
Only the pandas and bears have made a clean getaway
But the news bulletin claims it's gonna be ok
Now Miss Lucy had a sweatshop where the immigrants worked
Problem was they all turned to pumpkins at the twelve o'clock stroke
Promptly confiscated by police precinct number X
That was when the alien geraniums demanded the facts
No violence off course no violence off course hey no violence off course. Off course? Why yes, of course
 
Here the story gets hazy and the hair gets too long
The TV gets quiet as we hear a real bad song
The mothers get whiskey and the girlfriends get tongue
And there's a back of a truck selling smoke free lungs
There's a back of a truck selling alien pods
There's a back of a truck selling game show hosts
There's a back of a truck selling the souls of the dead
There's a back of a truck selling crumb free bread
There's a back of a truck selling the back of a car
There's a back of a car selling roadway maps
There are roadway maps selling the back of a head
Hey how much for that back of a head, man?
Hey wait a minute that's my back of a head
Hey you can't sell that man
That's mine
Hey sell it back to me man
Hey sell it back to me
It's mine!
 
She lifted the monument in her monumental arms
She was the mother superior with carry-on luggage charms
She was this androgynous powder nosed girl next door
She had eaten her dog and he was back for more,
For more, oh yes, some more,
She had eaten her dawg,
Her D-A-W-G, dawg,
She had eaten her dawg, dawg, dawg, she had,
She had eaten her eaten her
Daaaaawgggg....."
 
- Back of a Truck - 11:11 - Regina Spektor -

"Thought I'd cry for you forever
But I couldn't so I didn't
People's children die and they don't even cry forever
Thought I'd see your face in my mind for all time
But I don't even remember what your ears looked like
 
And the clock still strikes midnight and noon
And the sun still rises and so does the moon
Birds still migrate south and people move on
Even though I'm no longer in your arms
Thought the mountain would crumble
And the rivers would bend
But I thought all wrong and the world did not end
Guess the maps will just have to stay the same for a while
Didn't even need therapy to rehabilitate my smile
Rehabilitate my smile
 
Thought I'd cry for you forever
But I couldn't so I didn't"
 
- Rejazz - 11:11 - Regina Spektor -

"There was a love affair in this building
The kind of love affair, Which every respectable building must keep as a legend
Slowly festering through an innocent by the way
Or have you heard
He was perfect except for the fact that he was an engineer And mothers prefer doctors and lawyers
 
Yet despite this imperfection he was clean looking and respectable looking
And you'll never find a mother who doesn't appreciate a natural man
So he grew healthy aloe vera plants by the window
 
Healthy teeth in his mouth
Healthy hair on his head
He grew healthy wavy brown hair on his head
The kind that babies always go for with sticky little fingers"
 
- Love Affair - 11:11 - Regina Spektor

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