Official Covers From Tori B-Sides
Joni Mitchell
Just before our love got lost you said,
"I am as constant as the northern star."
And I said, "Constantly in the darkness,
where's that at?
If you want me I'll be in the bar."
On the back of a cartoon coaster
in the blue T.V. screen light
I drew a map of Canada.
Oh Canada
With your face sketched on it twice.
In my blood like holy wine
you taste so bitter and so sweet.
Well, I could drink a case of you, darling,
and I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet.
Oh, I am a lonely painter.
I live in a box of paints.
I'm frightened by the devil.
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid.
I remember that time you told me,
"Love is touching souls."
Surely you touched mine
'cause part of you pours out of me
in these lines from time to time.
My blood,
my holy wine,
tastes so bitter and so sweet.
Well, I could drink a case of you, darling,
and I would still be on my feet.
I would still be on my feet
I met a woman.
She had a mouth like yours.
She knew your devils and your deeds,
and she said, "Go to him, stay with him,
but be prepared to bleed."
My blood,
my holy wine,
tastes so bitter and so sweet.
Well I could drink a case of you, darling,
and I would still be on my feet.
I would still be on my feet.
Amazing Grace
Amazing grace! how sweet the sound.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
The Lord has promised good to me.
Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
When I've been there ten thousand years,
Angie
Angie, Angie
Do it Again
In the morning you go gunnin' for the man who stole your water
When you know she's no high climber then you find your only friend
you go back, Jack
now your swear and kick and beg us that you're not a gambling man
you go back, Jack
Famous Blue Raincoat
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
She sends her regards.
If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
If 6 was 9
If the sun refused to shine
If the mountains fell in the sea
Got my own world to live through
If a 6 turned out to be 9
If the hippies cut off their hair
I've got my own world to live through
If the sun refused to shine
What child is this?
I'm on Fire
Hey little girl is your daddy home
Tell me now baby is he good to you
Sometimes it feels like you took a knife
Sometimes it feels like you took a knife
Hey little girl os your daddy home
I can take you higher
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
have yourself a merry little Christmas
have yourself a merry little Christmas
through the years we all will be together
Little Drummer Boy
Come the told me parum pum pum pum
Baby Gesu parum pum pum pum
Mary nodded parum pum pum pum
Then He smiled at me parum pum pum pum
Losing My Religion
me, me
Ring My Bell
I'm glad you're home
You can ring my bell
The night is young
You can ring my bell
anything you like
there was a time, I said to you
You can ring my bell
Sarah Sylvia Cynthia Stout
Sarah Sylvia Cynthia Stout
(Then Tori says
Smells Like Teen Spirit
Load up on guns
(a segment of American Pie by Don Mclean is usually played in front of this as a tribute to Cobain)
Somewhere Over the Rainbow
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high,
One day I'll wish upon a star
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly,
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly,
Strange Fruit
Southern trees bear strange fruit
Thank You
If the sun refused to shine
Little drops of rain
if the sun refused to shine
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John Newton
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found.
Was blind but now I see.
And grace my fears relieved:
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed!
I have already come;
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
His word my hope secures;
He will my sheild and portion be
As long as life endures.
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil
A life of joy and peace.
Bright shining as the sun,
I've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when I first begun.
The Rolling Stones
when will those clouds all disappear
Angie, Angie
where will it lead us from here
with no loving in our soul
and no money in our coats
you can say were satisfied
Angie, Angie
you can't say we never tried
Angie, you're beautiful
but ain't it time we said goodbye
all the dreams we held so close
seemed to all go up in smoke
let me whisper in your ear
Angie, Angie
where will it lead us from here
with no loving in our souls
and no money in our coats
you could say we're satisfied
oh Angie, I still love you baby
everywhere I look I see your eyes
there's not another woman
that ever comes close to you
dry those tears from your eyes
here...
Angie, Angie
you can't say we never tried
Angie, Angie
I still love you
but ain't it time we said goodbye
Steely Dan
and you fire 'till he is done in but they catch you at the border
and the mourners are all singin' as they drag you by your feet
but the hangman isn't hangin' and they put you on the street
let's go
and you go
in a room with your two timer and you're sure you're at the end
then you love a little wild one but she brings you only sorrow
all the time you know she's smiling, you'll be on your knees tomorrow
you go back
do it again
wheel's turnin' round and round
you go back Jack
do it again
then you find you're back in Vegas with a handle in your hand
your black cards can make you money so you hide them when you're able
in the land of milk and honey you must put them on the table
do it again
wheel turning round and round
back you go
come on to me
wheel turning round
wheel turning round
beautifully
wheel turning round
Leonard Cohen
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without Lili Marlene
And when she came back she was nobody's wife.
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see Jane's awake
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way.
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Jimi Hendrix
I don't know how
I don't mind
Let it be
It ain't me
Ain't gonna come near you
I don't know how
I don't mind
I don't care
I don't care
Ain't gonna come near you
(the way she sang it on VH-1 Crossroads)
Bruce Sprinsteen
did he go and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire
Can he do to you the things I won't do
Need you
to cool my desire
Oh I'm in fire
baby edgy and dull and cut a six inch
valley through the middle of my soul
At night I wake up with the sheets
soaking wet and a frieght train running
through the middle of my head
I got a bad desire
Oh I'm on fire
baby edgy and dull and cut a six inch
valley through the middle of my soul
did he go and leave you all alone
got a bad desire
Oh I'm on fire
Oh I'm on fire
Martin/Blane
let your heart be light
from now on our troubles will be out of sight
make the yuletide gay
from now on our troubles will be miles away
here we are as in olden days
happy golden days of yore
faithful friends who are dear to us
gather near to us once more
if the fates allow
hang a shining star upon the highest bough
and have yourself a merry little Christmas
now
Traditional
A new born King to see parum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring parum pum pum pum
To lay before the King parum pum pum pum
rum pum pum pum
rum pum pum pum
So to honor him parum pum pum pum
when we come
I am a poor boy too parum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring parum pum pum pum
That's fit to give a king parum pum pum pum
rum pum pum pum
rum pum pum pum
Shall I play for you? parum pum pum pum
On my drum
The ox and lamb kept time parum pum pum pum
I played my drum for him parum pum pum pum
I played my best for him parum pum pum pum
rum pum pum pum
rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum
R.E.M.
me in the corner
me in the spotlight
losing my religion
thought that I heard you laughing
thought that I heard you sing
I think I saw you try
consider this
consider the lengths that I would go to
the slip that brought me to my knees
and I don't know if I can do it
oh no I said too much
I set it up
thought that I heard you laughing
thought that I heard you sing
life is bigger
bigger than you and you are not me
the lengths that I would go to
hey, I said too much
I set it up
I think I saw you try
it's me, me
me in the corner
losing my religion
trying to keep an eye on you
and I don't know if I can do it
oh no, I said too much
I set it up
thought that I heard you laughing
thought that I heard you sing
losing my
it's me
it's me
can't you see
Anita Ward
I bet you really missed me
I guess you did by the look in your eye
Lay back and relax
I put away the dishes
Then you and me can rock-a-bye
Ring my bell
'cause baby you
You can ring my bell
Ring my bell
and full of possibilities
Come on and let yourself be yourself
yourself be free
My love for you so long I've been saving
Tonight was made for me and you
Ring my bell
'cause baby you
You can ring my bell
Ring my bell
come on, yeah
I'm getting over my falling clover
there was a time, I said to you
when I'm with him, do it to you
do it to you, do it, you know
Ring my bell
(this a poem that Tori reads with music in the background)
Shel Silverstein
Would not take the garbage out
She'd scour the pots and scrap the pans
Candy the yams and spice the hams
And though her daddy would sream and shout
She simply would not take the garbage out
And so it pulled up to the ceilings
Coffee grounds, potato peelings
Brown bananas, rottens peas
Chunks of sour cottage cheese
It filled the can it covered the floor
It cracked the window and blocked the door
With bacon rinds and chicken bones
Drippy ends of ice cream cones
Prunes pits, peach pits, orange peel
Gloppy glumps of cold oatmeal
Pizza crusts and withered greens
Soggy beans and tangerines
Chrusts of black burned butter toast
Grisly bits of beefy roast
The garbage rolled on down the hall
It raised the roof, it broke the wall
Greesy napkins, cookie crumbs
Glops of gooey bubble gum
Celaphane from green bologna
Rubbery blubbery macaroni
Peanut butter caked and dry
Curdled milk and crusts of pie
Moldy mellons, dried up mustard
Egg shells mixed with lemon custard
Cold french fries and rancid meat
Yellow lumps of cream-of-wheat
At last the garbage reached so high
That finally it touched the sky
All the neighbors moved away
And none of her friends would come to play
And finally Sarah Sylvia Cynthia Stout
Said "Okay, I'll take the garbage out"
But then of course it was too late
The garbage reached across the state
From New York to the Golden Gate
And there in the garbage she did hate
Poor Sarah met an awful fate
That I cannot right now relate
For the hour is much to late
The children remember Sarah Stout
And always take the yummy garbage out
"I'm Tori Amos and I hope that was a good nighty-night")
Kurt Cobain
bring your friends
it's fun to lose and to pretend
she's overbored and self-assured
oh no, I know a dirty word
hello, hello, hello, hello
hello hello
I'm worst at what I do best
and for this gift I feel blessed
our little group has always been
and always will be until the end
hello, hello, hello, hello
hello hello
with the lights out it's less dangerous
here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
here we are now, entertain us
yes
hello
hello, hello
with the lights out it's less dangerous
here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
here we are now, entertain us
yes, a mulatto
an albino
a mosquitto
my libido
a denial
a denial
a denial
a denial
yes
a denial
(Tori's live Version)
Harold Arlen and E.Y. Harburg - Sung by Judy Garland
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why, oh why can't I?
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then, oh why can't I?
Words and Music by Lewis Allen - Sung by Billie Holiday
Blood on the leaves
Blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
The scent of magnolia sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
for the rain to gather
for the wind to suck
for the sun to rot
for the tree to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop
Robert Plant and Jimmy Page
I would still be loving you
mountains crumble to the sea
there would still be you and me
kind woman, I give you my all
kind woman, nothing more
whipser all the pain
tears of loves lost and the days gone by
if our love is strong
then there is no wrong
together we shall go until we die
inspiration is what you are to me
inspiration, love to see
I would still be loving you
mountains crumble to sea
there would still be
you
you, babe
and me
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