Written by Regina Spektor
D Am She lifted the monument in her monumental arms C G She was the mother superior with her carry-on luggage charms D Am She was this androgynous powder nosed girl next door C G She had eaten her dog and she was back for more G C Back for more C Am G Back for mo-ore C G Oh, she was back for more C Am D Some more? yes please, some more D Am Her gym teacher thought himself a sweat sock demi god C G Her geraniums thought themselves an alien pod D Am Her front porch gave way beneath the classified weight C G And when the ambulance came they said it's much too late G C Oh, it's much too late C Am G Oh, it's much too, much too late C G Oh, it's much too late C Am D How late? Very late, too late D Am Now the people of New Guinea and the people of LA C G Have been pen pals for years cause they both hate ballet D Am Only the pandas and bears have made a clean getaway C G But the news bulletin claims it's gonna be ok D Am Now Miss Lucy had a sweatshop where the immigrants worked C G Problem was they all turned to pumpkins at the twelve o'clock stroke D Am Promptly confiscated by police precinct number X C G That was when the alien geraniums demanded the facts G C No violence of course C Am G No violence, no violence, of course C G Hey, no violence, of course C Am D Off course? Why yes, of course D Am Here the story gets hazy and the hair gets too long C G The TV gets quiet as we hear a real bad song D Am The mothers get whiskey and the girlfriends get tongue C G And there's a back of a truck selling smoke free lungs D Am And there's a back of a truck selling alien pods C G And there's a back of a truck selling game show hosts D Am And there's a back of a truck selling the souls of the dead C G And there's a back of a truck selling crumb free bread D Am And there's a back of a truck selling the back of a car C G And there's a back of a car selling roadway maps D Am And there are roadway maps selling the back of a head D C Hey, how much for that back of a head, man? G D Hey wait a minute, that's my back of a head Am Hey you can't sell that man C That's my back of a head C Hey sell it back to me man G Sell it back to me D Am Hey it's, it's my m-m-m-m-m-m-mine D Am She lifted the monument in her monumental arms C G She was the mother superior with her carry-on luggage charms D Am She was this androgynous powder nosed girl next door C G She had eaten her dog and she was back for more