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Almost Rosey Lyrics

from American Doll Posse

"Almost Rosey" is track #18 on the album American Doll Posse. It was written by Tori Amos.
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Just a minute of your time
Yes, I've been known to delude myself
So let me put those
Rose-colored glasses to the test

Now is this real enough for you?
'Cause blondes here don't jump out of cakes
If that never impressed you much
Come board this lunatic express

Just why do they say have a nice day anyway?
We both know they wouldn't mind
If I just curled up and died
Oh, let's not give that one a try

Chin up put on a pair of these roseys, raise those blinds
Chin up a happy mask was never your best disguise
Chin up put on a pair of these roseys in no time
You will feel almost fine, almost rosey

Now some girls here will huddle with
No not footballers that are rich
But will confide in small white sticks
He bats as the Virginian Slim

Then I tried once to comply
With an authority that would
Subsidize my wild side
But at this altar was sacrificed

Yes, you can laugh a femme fatale
In a bride's dress now married to
The effortlessness of the cracks
That lie now in between the facts

Just why do they say have a nice day anyway?
We both know they wouldn't mind
If I just curled up and died
Oh, let's not give that one a try

Chin up put on a pair of these roseys, raise those blinds
Chin up a happy mask was never your best disguise
Chin up put on a pair of these roseys in no time
You will feel almost fine, almost rosey

Now about when Violet died
The cause still unidentified
She thought her love would be enough
But you can't seduce seduction

Her tentacles of endless want
Reach through my corridors
And tempt me to taste of her power
I sober with the witching hour

And when I hear of one more bomb
Yes, we have all been robbed of song
And nightingales who throw their arms up
When is enough, enough?

Just why do they say have a nice day anyway?
We both know they wouldn't mind
If I just curled up and died
Oh, let's not give that one a try

Chin up put on a pair of these roseys, raise those blinds
Chin up a happy mask was never your best disguise
Chin up put on a pair of these roseys in no time
You will feel almost fine, almost rosey
Feelin' almost rosey, feelin' almost rosey

Songwriters
Tori Amos

Published by
SWORD & STONE PUBLISHING COMPANY

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