‘Kay lyrics
‘Kay
(by Amanda White)
Run away. That’s all I can say to you.
Hold me. Tell me you’ll be back again someday.
Leave behind all my love had promised you.
From now on, I’ll just be in the way.
Don’t look at me, don’t look at me.
There’s nothing I can–
Don’t look at me, don’t look at me.
Get out before I–
‘Kay. I promise not to turn you over.
But me, I’m so weak, so small, so helpless in it all.
Don’t leave your life to me.
Don’t leave your life to me.
There’s nothing I can do
To save you
save you.
Can you say you’ve nothing to hide from me no more?
I don’t think I would believe you anyway.
But go ahead. I just want to hear it from your voice.
I’ll pretend everything’s okay.
Don’t scream at me, don’t scream at me.
There’s nothing I can–
Don’t scream at me, don’t scream at me.
Get out before I–
‘Kay. I promise not to turn you over.
But me, I’m so weak, so small, so helpless in it all.
Don’t leave your life to me.
Don’t leave your life to me.
There’s nothing I can do
To save you,
save you. And I say, and I say
Don’t worry what I’ve got, because I’ve got a life to live.
And I won’t worry whether not you’re gonna take what you can give.
I can handle it. I always do.
I can handle it, but how ’bout you?
And I know, and I know
that someday you’ll be back beneath the guidance of the wind,
And I know somewhere you’ll be fine within your sin.
After all, it’s you.
After all, it’s only true.
And I say, and I say
Don’t worry what I’ve got, because I’ve got a life to live.
And I won’t worry whether not you’re gonna take what you can give.
I can handle it. I always do.
I can handle it, but how ’bout you?
And I know, and I know
that someday you’ll be back beneath the guidance of the wind,
And I know somewhere you’ll be fine within your sin.
After all, it’s you.
After all, it’s only true.
Pull Me Up lyrics
Pull Me Up (by Amanda White)
Early in the winter it’s still raining, though it’s cold.
Sunlight breaks the morning- oh don’t touch me, eyes of gold.
‘morrow I’ll be sleeping where the rainbows won’t appear.
Somehow it makes me feel better just to realize my time is near.
Mother, can you hear me? I’m waiting for your call.
Hurry to your baby. I can’t make it alone to where you are.
Someone’s wishing for me, hear their whispers on the wind.
But what can I tell them? My hands are empty, filled with sin.
Satan, please forgive me. You’re the last one I’ll betray.
Preacher, is it sinning? To hurt the devil, is that okay?
Mother, can you hear me? I’m waiting for your call.
Hurry to your baby.
I can’t make it alone through the night.
I can’t make it alone through the night.
I can’t make it alone to the light.
I can’t see the light.
No I can’t reach the stars from my own two feet
I can’t climb my way to the mountain peak
I can’t lift my corpse from off of the street
I can’t hear a thing, mama lemme hear you speak.
Reach out your hand and pull me up, mama
Pull me up
Mama pull me up, mama pull me up
Mama pull me up, mama pull me up
Mama pull me up, please pull me up
Please pull me up, please pull me up
Please pull me up, pull me,
Pull me, pull me, pull me up…
A Carol lyrics
A Carol (by Amanda White, with some obvious lyrical borrowing)
One was the call, and one was the fall,
And one was the hope of all:
Knowing that death, for all that it’s worth
Must have its start in birth.
Come down from your lair
Come burning the air
Oh
Silent night, Silent night,
Star of wonder, star of light.
Burning bright, holy night,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
Come from the sky, oh do or we die.
Answer your children’s cry.
Remembering when you walked among men,
Set foot on the Earth again.
Come down from your lair
Come burning the air
Oh
Silent night, Silent night,
Star of wonder, star of light.
Burning bright, holy night,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
Away in a manger all time comes to solidfiy.
Away in a stable the Lord of the Earth learns to cry.
Oh king of creation, who are you to come in this way,
To blast through the atmosphere, landing asleep on the hay.
Give us your peace or give us your sword,
Just don’t keep us waiting, Lord.
The earth is aflame, our hearts are the same.
Establish your holy name.
Come down from your lair
Come burning the air
Oh
Silent night, Silent night,
Star of wonder, star of light.
Burning bright, holy night,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
The Reason lyrics
The Reason (by Amanda White of course)
Having sex with you is like pulling teeth, yeah
The best days we went through were’nt worth the least, yeah
And I know you wanna take me back
And I know our time is through
‘Cause your love isn’t worth your bullshit
And that’s the only reason I hate you.
You’ve got so much drama and you’re no fun, yeah
And when we go out you wreck it for everyone, yeah
And I know we’ve got some things to say
Only that I think you’re gay, and that’s okay,
But your love isn’t worth your bullshit
And that’s the only reason I hate you.
Whoah whoah whoah whoah
You’re the last man on earth, I’ll go fuck a baboon
Procreation’s not worth all the crap that you spew
For the last time, it’s the last time.
If you love a butterfly, set it free, yeah
If you hate it all the better if you ask me, yeah
If you’re done with talking all your smack
Go away and don’t come back
‘Cause your love isn’t worth your bullshit
And that’s the only reason I hate you.
And that’s the only reason I hate you
Douche.
The Sky is Close lyrics
The Sky is Close (by me, Amanda White)
Are you trippin, boy, you think I’d let you come along?
The wind is all I need to turn me on.
I’ve got the sun in my hair, I’ve got wings, I’ve got the air,
and echoed in my ears I’ve got the song.
Uh-uh-uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
The sky is close, I feel the sun.
Uh-uh-uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
And now is where I come undone
No one
has been around and around my orbit like you.
It’s true.
“Let go, let go” my heart keeps calling.
If you can’t keep up you’ll fall right down, you’ll fall right down,
and if you fall there’ll be no turning back.
And as you slip through the cracks, take a breath, try to relax.
And brace your body, brace for the impact.
Uh-uh-uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
The sky is close, I feel the sun.
Uh-uh-uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
And now is where I come undone.
No one
has been around and around my orbit like you.
It’s true.
“Let go, let go” my heart keeps calling.
So enthralling
If you heard what I heard, you saw what I saw,
then nary a word could call you away.
But say what you will, I’ll say what you won’t,
You’ll say “Darling, don’t.”
Uh-uh-uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
The sky is close, I feel the sun.
Uh-uh-uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
And now is where I come undone
No one
has been around and around my orbit like you.
It’s true.
“Let go, let go” my heart keeps calling.
ooo
Uh-uh-uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
The sky is close, I feel the sun.
Uh-uh-uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
And now is where I come undone.
Vision lyrics
Vision (by Amanda White!!)
(No recording of this, you’ll have to wait for the album!)
I had a vision of you
crying in the cold.
Through sobs you called out my name,
begging me to hold you.
And as you cried, your tears caught in the sun.
And I saw they were beads of jewels, every one.
I had a vision of you standing by the willow tree.
You knew I was all alone, so you said a prayer for me.
I saw you in my mind,
how I held you tight
for you were sad and afraid,
frightened in the night.
I said, “I’ll protect you,
don’t worry, hon.”
You laughed, “You’ll protect me, huh,
little one?”
And I just nodded at you,
and you knew, in that moment you knew.
You looked down at me so still
and you said, “Yeah, I guess you will.”
Every night I close my eyes
I hear your voice inside me.
I feel your breath upon my neck.
I know that you’re beside me.
And I pray to the gods that made us to be
That you’ll find your way back to me.
That soon I can squeeze your hand
and we’ll find us a happy end.
And now I feel your eyes
searching for my soul.
Wondering if I’m still here with you,
begging just to hold you.
If only you knew
these visions are true.
If only you knew
I’m still here for you.
Toyshop lyrics
Toyshop (by Amanda White)
listen to the demo here: http://www.notjustanotherprettyvoice.com/Toyshop.mp3
Bring your broken hearts into my toyshop.
I will make you whole with my tools.
I will hammer on your soft arteries
’til they make way for God’s love. Fools
come from far away, bringing balls of clay
for my hands to hold, mold, enfold.
Come into my shop, my sweet lollipop.
Shield yourself from the April cold.
When you went away, I thought I heard you say
“You’ll regret the day you didn’t take it all the way.”
Hey-yay-yay don’t you come my way,
won’t you bleed the day from your heart of clay
singing hey-yeah, hey-yeah, no more lies.
Come from solitude to my toyshop door.
Come and say to me one more lie.
Smile, I’m watching you. Watch me watching you.
See the things I do with my eyes.
When you bring me down, I feel all around,
I taste every sound, I want more.
Come in, ecstasy, exit empathy.
Come and knock on my Toyshop door.
When I went away, I turned back to say
“You’ll regret the day you didn’t take me all the way.”
Hey-yay-yay don’t you come my way,
won’t you bleed the day from your heart of clay
singing hey-yeah, hey-yeah, no more lies.
When we went away, we turned back to say,
“You’ll regret the day you didn’t wipe it all away.”
Hey-yay-yay don’t you come my way,
won’t you bleed the day from your heart of clay
singing hey-yeah, hey-yeah, no more lies.
Midnight Bride lyrics
Should I start blogging the lyrics to my songs for the upcoming album? Sure!
Midnight Bride (by Amanda White, yeah!)
listen here: http://www.notjustanotherprettyvoice.com/midnightbride.mp3
Tell me, sweetness, what’s the worry
if I have you one more time?
Does it matter if the moonlight knows our secret?
What’s the crime?
Put your arms around my body,
tell me that you’ll keep me warm.
I won’t notice if you are the
one who trembles at the storm
Way out here.
I would never disobey you,
not for money, not for pride.
Ring around my rosey finger
claims me as your midnight bride.
Comb the shadows, seek me through the
twisted secrets of my lies.
As the sparrow falls from Heaven,
do you notice when it dies?
Way out here,
out here, you’ve made me wait so long.
Out here, out here, pretending you belong
beneath my gaze, you’ll slumber through my fear.
Through endless days you’ll find me wasting away
way out here.
Sugar, sugar, don’t let go o’ me.
If you know me, show me slowly.
“All is peace… until they go at it again!”
That’s a line from our translation of the Impresario dialogue. All is peace indeed… for a moment. We concluded our run last night with a successful second of two shows. Now I’m waiting for my ride back to NYC.
The shows went really, really well. It seemed like every time we did it, from the rehearsals on, it got better. I mean, that’s how it’s supposed to be, but how often is it really?
The first night felt just perfect. I recorded it and listened to it. It was mostly excellent. I did get a little chicken-chirpy on the trio again, but there were other places where I successfully smoothed it over. I practiced it to make sure it was good for the second show, but I didn’t record it so I’m not really sure how successful I was. (it FELT good at least.)
The Friday show is the one that was video taped, and I can’t WAIT to see it! The DVD they made last year was fabulous. And I received a lot of compliments from both Gena and Al on my characterization of Mme Herz- I mean, Joan Sutherbelle- so hopefully it looks as good as they said it did.
Last night I had my own personal financial meltdown- at the same time I found out my bank account was almost empty (this is what happens when you have all your bills on auto-deduct but aren’t rich enough to keep much money in your checking account), I also was informed by the nice barista at The Coffee House that my credit card was expired. Crap!!! They must have sent me a new one to my apartment in NY while I was up here in Geneva! I managed to use the LAST $30 in my account to charge the latte and get a $20 from the ATM to get me through the next 36 hours, but you can imagine I felt stressed out. On top of all the other debt I have, with the album and various expenses (like the trip to Santa Fe) I need to pay off. So this got me in quite a funk. I even brought Amanda White t-shirts to my dressing room to sell to my co-singers, but I was in too much of a depressed mood to actually ask anyone if they wanted to buy one. (Which is hard to do even if you’re in a good mood.) Fortunately, I’m the kind of person who can totally go onstage and be 100% no matter what kind of mood I’m in offstage. I’ll resume my moping the second I get off, but once I’m back on I’m totally in the moment. It’s funny. Just goes to show how quickly we can become happy when we stop using excuses to be sad.
Anyways, now I have my paycheck for this show and should have a few more waiting for me at home, at least I pray, so don’t start sending me canned goods just yet.
So both shows were fabulous. Gregorio Rangel, Gena’s son, playing my husband, only came in time for the dress rehearsal, but did a marvelous job. He had all his blocking, all his lines, and he was hilarious. And I’m totally proud of everyone in the cast. It’s a cheesy thing to say, but they really really did do an amazing job. Angela Libertella sounds so good and is hilARious!! I hope for much, much more G&S in her future, ’cause she just powned it. Sara Thomas totally brought it onstage- not everyone can survive a coloratura catfight with Yours Truly! Kris Whiteleather and Charles King are a fabulous comedy duo. Matt Fitzpatrick’s personification of the Defendant in Trial was to die for. Michelle Seipel I only got to interact with briefly (she played one of the spoken roles in Impresario, and they added some music for her- she was also my cover and stepped in for me as a Bridesmaid in Trial when I was out of town), but she was spot-on in her Maria Callas spoof. And the chorus was one of the highlights.
Agh, I gotta go!!! Love to all, see you in NY- more album recording tomorrow!!
