Lyrics Amanda Palmer – Mr. Weinstein Will See You Now
Text:
Your seven hundredth bedroom
The waiter brings the bill
You came here dressed for battle
You knew damn well
The fat man rings a bell (Don’t touch me, I’m not here to help)
He’ll smother what he captures (Move over)
You know damn well
Every door behind you closing
You’re a very lucky girl
Every velvet rope that opens
Every time the robe unfurls
You came here with a wish-list (Move over)
You came with bows and bells (I’m not here to have)
You came here armed for action (Move over before I shelve myself)
You knew the drill (I’m not here to help you)
Every man behind the curtain
Jerking knobs and smoking guns
Shut your eyes pay no attention
Just keep calm and carry on
Black or blue, you choose
You’re free to be in between
Play or lose, you say
It’s not what you meant to mean
Black or blue, you mean
What? You’ve got to be kidding
Just turn me over
Fast
And
Let’s get this over with
Let’s get this over with
Let’s get this over with
You crouch down in the bathroom (Our time is at a loss)
The mirrors make you sick (Won’t have you in me)
You hear him channel surfing (Won’t have you near me, no, at any cost)
You knew this script (Run now, girl, run)
Your shirt is on the table (Run now, girl, toss back the cover, lay your buttons on the ground)
Your skirt is on the floor (I dare you not to lay back down, your fetish on the floor)
You did what anybody would (Bless me with the strategy to chip away your smell)
Walk the nightmare out the door
Every version has two endings
Every time the penny drops
Open casket, open casting
This is where the story stops
I storm out through the hallway
I leave the scars inside
You won’t portray my picture
This film is mine
Every door that closes opens
You may cut this lucky girl
Say you’ve got (Say you want me)
A lot of nerve (Say you’ll haunt me)
Just walking in here (Say you’re angry)
On your own (Say you’re honest)
So come and get it (Say you’re honest)
You deserve it (Say you’re sorry)
Everybody wants to rule the world (Say you’re sorry)
Black or blue, you choose
You’re free to be in between
Play or lose, you say
It’s still not what you meant to mean
Black or blue, you mean
What? You can’t be serious
Don’t you dare forget
That I’m the one writing this
I’m the one writing this (And this never happened)
Oh, I’m the one writing this (This never happened)
I’m the one writing this (This never happened)