Fiona Apple Extraordinary Machine

I certainly haven’t been shopping for any new shoes

And I certainly haven’t been spreading myself around

I still only travel by foot, and by foot it’s a slow climb

But I’m good at being uncomfortable

So I can’t stop changing all the time

I notice that my opponent is always on the go

And won’t go slow, so’s not to focus, and I notice

He’ll hitch a ride with any guide

As long as they go fast from whence he came

But he’s no good at being uncomfortable

So he can’t stop staying exactly the same

If there was a better way to go then it would find me

I can’t help it, the road just rolls out behind me

Be kind to me, or treat me mean

I’ll make the most of it, I’m an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day

You deem me due to clean my view and be at piece and lay

I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way, and say

I’ve been getting along for long before you came into the play

I am the baby of the family, it happens, so

Everybody cares and wears the sheep’s clothes while they chaperone

Curious, you’re looking down your nose at me while you appease

Courteous to try and help, but let me set your mind at ease

If there was a better way to go then it would find me

I can’t help it, the road just rolls out behind me

Be kind to me, or treat me mean

I’ll make the most of it, I’m an extraordinary machine

Do I so worry you

You need to hurry to my side? It’s very kind

But it’s to no avail

And I don’t want the bail

I promise you, everything will be just fine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me

I can’t help it, the road just rolls out behind me

Be kind to me, or treat me mean

I’ll make the most of it, I’m an extraordinary machine

If there was a better way to go, then it would find me

I can’t help it, the road just rolls out behind me

Be kind to me or treat me mean

I’ll make the most of it, I’m an extraordinary machine

Fiona Apple Dull Tool

Come on out, come on out

Where’d you go? Where’d you go?

I don’t mean to play here

Figure out, figure out

What you know, what you know

Figure out how to say it clear

‘Cause you’re more likely to get cut with a dull tool

than a sharper one

You, you stuck around,

You stuck around,

You stuck around,

Until you got me

Then, then you dropped me

You, you don’t kiss when you kiss

You don’t fuck when you fuck

You don’t say what you mean

You don’t talk loud enough

No pulse in your impulse, celebration is impossible

You forgot the difference between equanimity and passivity

You forgot you have to try, you have to try, you have to try

You forgot that glorious feeling that you get when you get the truth

So tell that girl you don’t love her

And if you do, tell her two times

‘Cause you’re more likely to get cut with a dull tool

than a sharper one

You, you don’t kiss when you kiss

You don’t fuck when you fuck

You don’t say what you mean

You don’t talk loud enough

No pulse in your impulse, celebration is impossible

And you don’t kiss when you kiss

You don’t fuck when you fuck

You don’t say what you mean

You don’t talk loud enough

No pulse in your impulse, celebration is impossible

You don’t kiss when you kiss

You don’t fuck when you fuck

You don’t say what you mean

You don’t talk loud enough

No pulse in your impulse, celebration is impossible

And you don’t kiss when you kiss

You don’t fuck when you fuck

You don’t say what you mean

You don’t talk loud enough

No pulse in your impulse, celebration is impossible

Celebration is impossible [x3]

Fiona Apple Never Is A Promise

You’ll never see

The courage I know

Its colors’ richness won’t

Appear within your view

I’ll never glow

The way that you glow

Your presence dominates

The judgements made on you

But as the scenery grows

I see in different lights

The shades and shadows

Undulate in my perception

My feelings swell and stretch

I see from greater heights

I understand what I am still

Too proud to mention

To you

You’ll say you understand

But you don’t understand

You’ll say you’d never

Give up seeing eye to eye

But never is a promise

And you can’t afford to lie

You’ll never touch

These things that I hold

The skin of my emotions

Lies beneath my own

You’ll never feel

The heat of this soul

My fever burns me deeper

Than I’ve ever shown

To you

You’ll say

Don’t fear your dreams

It’s easier than it seems

You’ll say you’d never

Let me fall from hopes so high

But never is a promise

And you can’t afford to lie

You’ll never live

The life that I live

I’ll never live the life

That wakes me in the night

You’ll never hear

The message I give

Youy’ll say it looks as though

I might give up this fight

But as the scenery grows

I see in different lights

The shades and shadows

Undulate in my perception

My feelings swell and stretch

I see from greater heights

I realise what I am now

Too smart to mention

To you

You’ll say you understand

You’ll never understand

I’ll say I’ll never wake up

Knowing how or why

I don’t know what

To believe in

You won’t know who I am

You’ll say I need appeasing

When I start to cry

But never is a promise

And I’ll never need a lie

Fiona Apple The Child Is Gone

Darling, give me

Your absence tonight

Take the shade from

The canvas and

Leave me the white

Let me sink in the

Silence that echoes inside

And don’t bother

Leaving the light on

‘Cause I suddenly feel

Like a different person

From the roots of my soul

Come a gentle coercion

And I ran my hand

O’er a strange inversion

A vacancy that just

Did not belong

The child is gone

Honey help me

Out of this mess

I’m a stranger to myself

But don’t reach for me

I’m too far away

I don’t wanna talk

‘Cause there’s

Nothing left to say

So my

Darling, give me

Your absence tonight

Take all of your sympathy

And leave it outside

‘Cause there’s no kind

Of loving that can

Make this all right

I’m trying to find

A place I belong

And I suddenly feel

Like a different person

From the roots of my soul

Come a gentle coersion

And I ran my hand

O’er a strange inversion

As the darkness

Turns into the dawn

The child is gone

The child is gone

Fiona Apple Across The Universe

[Written by John Lennon & Paul McCartney]

[Originally performed by The Beatles in the album “Let It Be”]

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,

They slither while they pass they slip away across the universe

Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind,

Possessing and caressing me

Jai guru de va om

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,

They call me on and on across the universe,

Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they

Tumble blindly as they make their way

Across the universe

Jai guru deva om

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Sounds of laughter, shades of earth are ringing

Through my open ears inciting and inviting me

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a

million suns and calls me on and on

Across the universe

Jai guru deva om

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Nothing’s gonna change my world

Jai guru deva [Repeat to fade]

Fiona Apple Get Gone

How many times do I have to say

To get away-get gone

Flip your shit past another lasses

Humble dwelling

You got your game, made your shot, and you got away

With a lot, but I’m not turned-on

So put away that meat you’re selling

Cuz I do know what’s good for me-

And I’ve done what I could for you

But you’re not benefiting, and yet I’m sitting

Singing again, sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won’t get with this

M’I gonna heal from this; he won’t admit to it

Nothing to figure out; I gotta get him out

It’s time the truth was out that he don’t give a

Shit about me

How many times can it escalate

Till it elevates to a place I can’t breathe?

And I must decide, if you must deride

That I’m much obliged to up and go

I’ll idealize, then realize that it’s no

Sacrifice, because the price is paid, and

There’s nothing left to grieve

Fuckin go-

Cuz I’ve done what I could for you, and I do know what’s

Good for me and I’m not benefiting, instead

I’m sitting singing again, singing again, singing again,

Sing, sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won’t get with this

M’I gonna heal from this; he won’t admit to it

Nothing to figure out; I gotta get him out

It’s time the truth was out that he don’t give a

Shit about me

Fiona Apple Parting Gift

I opened my eyes

While you were kissing me once more than once

And you looked as sincere as a dog

Just as sincere as a dog does,

When it’s the food on your lips with which it’s in love

I bet you could never tell

That I knew you didn’t know me that well

It is my fault you see

You never learned that much from me

Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine

You were always good for a rhyme

And from the first, to the last time, the signs

Said ‘Stop’ – but we went on whole-hearted

It ended bad, but I love what we started

It said ‘Stop’ – but we went on whole-hearted

It ended bad, but I love what we started

I took off my glasses

While you were yelling at me once more than once

So as not to see you see me react

Should’ve put ’em, should’ve put ’em on again

So I could see you see me sincerely yelling back

I bet your fortressed face

Belied your fort of lace

It is by the grace of me

You never learned what I could see

Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine

You were always good for a rhyme

And from the first to all the last times, all the signs

Said ‘Stop’ – but we went on whole-hearted

It ended bad, but I love what we started

It said ‘Stop’ – but we went on whole-hearted

It ended bad, but I love what we started

Fiona Apple Better Version Of Me

The nickel dropped

When I was on

My way beyond

The Rubicon

What did I do

And of the games that I can handle

None are ones worth the candle

What can I do

I’m a frightened, fickle person

Fighting, cryin’, kickin’, cursin’

What should I do

Oooh, after all the folderol,

And hauling over coals stops

What will I do

Can’t take a good day without a bad one

Don’t feel just to smile until I’ve had one

Where did I learn

I make a fuss about a little thing

The rhyme is losing to the riddling

Where’s the turn

I don’t want a home, I’d ruin that

Home is where my habits have a habitat

Why give it a turn

Oh, after all the folderol

And hauling over coals stops

What did I learn

I am likely to miss the main event

If I stop to cry or complain again

So I will keep a deliberate pace

Let the damned breeze dry my face

Oh, mister, wait until you see

What I’m gonna be

I’ve got a plan, a demand and it just began

And if you’re right, you’ll agree

Here’s coming a better version of me

Here it comes a better version of me

Here it comes a better version of me

Fiona Apple Left Alone

You made your major overtures

When you were a sure and orotund mutt

And I was still a dewy petal

Rather than a moribund slut

My love wrecked you

You packed to twirl your skirt at the palace

It hurt more than it ought to hurt

I went to work to cultivate a callus

[Hook:]

And now I’m hard, too hard to know

I don’t cry when I’m sad anymore, no no

Tears calcify in my tummy

Fears go inside a bot-tle

How can I ask anyone to love me

When all I do is beg to be left alone?

Oh, when I try to love

I can love the same man in the same bed in the same city

But not in the same room, it’s a pity, but

Oh, it never bothered me before

Not ’til this guy, what a guy, oh God what a good guy

And I can’t even enjoy him

[Hook]

How can I ask anyone to love me

When all I do is beg to be left

When all I do is beg to be left

When all I do is beg to be left alone

Alone, alone

My ills are reticulate

My woes are granular

The ants weigh more than the elephants

Nothing, nothing is manageable

So, couldn’t we skip the valedictories?

I can see a door there:

Shut it and forget my number

[Hook]

How can I ask anyone to love me

When all I do is beg to be left

When all I do is beg to be left

When all I do is beg to be left alone

Fiona Apple Paper Bag

I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star

To pray on, or wish on, or something like that

I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy

Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had

But then the dove of hope began its downward slope

And I believed for a moment that my chances

Were approaching to be grabbed

But as it came down near, so did a weary tear

I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag

Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills

‘Cause I know I’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up

I got to fold ’cause these hands are too shaky to hold

Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love

And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb

Looking for a little hope

Baby said he couldn’t stay, wouldn’t put his lips to mine,

And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope

I said, ‘Honey, I don’t feel so good, don’t feel justified

Come on put a little love here in my void,’ he said

‘It’s all in your head,’ and I said, ‘So’s everything’

But he didn’t get it I thought he was a man

But he was just a little boy

Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills

‘Cause I know I’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up

I got to fold ’cause these hands are too shaky to hold

Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love

Hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh it kills

‘Cause I know I’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up

I got to fold ’cause these hands are too shaky to hold

Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love

Hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh it kills

Because I know that I’m a mess that he don’t wanna clean up

I got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold

Hunger hurts, but starving, it works, when it costs too much to love