Largo - Fiona Apple

I was recently rid of a man again

So I caught me a cab to see Flanagan

I told the cabbie «the alley in back»

I told myself coming would keep me intact

Flanny shouts from the second floor

As I crossed the lot to the kitchen door

I see Guillermo and give him some lip

And I cross to the bar, Ellen pours me a nip

And I look to the stage it’s the rock of rage as Jon is on

And how could I listen without wanting to be with them

And how could I have thought that I was ever alone?

I feel like singing and drinking and stuff

And I don’t wanna care if I stumble or cry

Handle me like family and that’ll be enough

To keep me from dying when I want to die

When over the rainbow’s too far

Go to Lar, go to Lar, go to Largo

When over the rainbow’s too far

Go to Lar, go to Lar, go to Largo

I’m hopping scotches with Loretta and Bob

But barely containing my rapturous song

Jon’s calling names here like Santa’s reindeer

On Palmer on Leisz on Sarah on Sean

I love watching the Watkins when they’re rocking with Garza

I want to be part of the band though

And when Mr. Tench is on the bench

I want to be the piano

I feel like singing and drinking and stuff

And I don’t wanna care if I stumble or cry

Handle me like family and that’ll be enough

To keep me from dying when I want to die

When over the rainbow’s too far

Go to Lar, go to Lar, go to Largo

When over the rainbow’s too far

Go to Lar, go to Lar, go to Largo