Amanda Palmer
The Man Who Ate Too Much
[Verse 1]
Eight-thousand miles away
My life is still packed up in boxes I was positive I would sort out in May
I keep telling my friends that it's strange
How many times can you say that before it's not strange?
We've spent all summer in the winter
On a stingray that was hacked to pieces
And Ash points to the giant in the mountain
And he asks me where his arms is
[Chorus 1]
Another man who ate too much
And women keep grieving them with the songs we sing
I wanted to get back to New York
And now it isn't looking promising
[Post-Chorus 1]
But Kya brought Izzy's old coat and it fits like a glove
And Aidan put Ash on his back when we went for a walk
And onе of these days I swear I'll takе a second for me
And one of these days I swear to God I'll get out to the sea
[Verse 2]
Eight-thousand miles away
A man in a white house refuses to face his own pain
Why should it matter what lives really matter?
Why bother to open your heart when there's pussy and fame?
And we put our money on the study
Of an army that relies on terror
And Ash points to the statue of the captain
And he asks me what it's there for
[Chorus 2]
Another man who ate too much
And women keep grieving them with the songs we sing
I was hoping New York would open up
And now it isn't looking promising
[Post-Chorus 2]
But Kya brought Izzy's old coat and it fits like a glove
And Aidan put Ash on his back when we went for a walk
And Lou gave a history book of New Zealand to me
And today we met somebody nice and her name was Roisin
[Bridge]
I've spent eleven years chasing the summer
Ain't karma a bitch? Now it's endless December
Stuck in a house where the post won't deliver
Stuck in a book by a paralyzed writer
Trying to read to my son by a sliver
Of hope from a broken light we'll have to pay for
It's no kind of life for a kid to grow up in
I guess I'll stop taking these prenatal vitamins
Christ, what a waste, maybe someone can use them?
But I can't keep having to look at them
Look at them, look at them, look at them
[Verse 3]
Eight-thousand miles away
The man in the house gets a little more broke every day
Who says what's real and what's fake
You've been lying so much for so long I don't know what to say
And I keep on telling all my friends it's not that bad
But that depends on what bad is
And Ash points to the family in the story
And he asks me where the dad is
[Chorus 3]
Another man who ate too much
And women keep grieving them with the songs we sing
I was hoping that you would open up
And now it isn't looking promising
[Post-Chorus 3]
But Kya brought Izzy's old coat and it fits like a glove
And Aidan put Ash on his back when we went for a walk
And Linda let Ash play her pinball and loaned us a car
And Jude showed us the orchard and where all the good apples are
[Coda]
And Izzy keeps bringing her toys that she thinks Ash would like
A mouse, a Moana, some books, and a little white bike
And Lou gave a history book of New Zealand to me
And today, after school, we'll drive over and visit Roisin
And Roisin and her kids made the most beautiful Christmas tree
Out of driftwood they gathered from her house by the sea
Out of driftwood they gathered from her house by the sea
Out of driftwood they gathered from her house by the sea