Curtain Call - Tori Amos

Ebony beauty, passed this shade

The looking glass, reflects

Then a voice, calls me back

This is just circumstance;

it is not personal

Oh no, it never is

Then you ram your hand in your bag for a little friendly substance

By the time you’re 25, they will say

You’ve gone and blown it

By the time you’re 35, I must confide

You will have, blown them up

Right on queue, just act surprised, when they invite you to take you,

curtain call

You climbed china’s wall;

You, curtain call

I’ve done what I’ve done, and it has the ultimate consequence

Then a voice calls me back

This is not business, no it’s more like, spiritual

It’s not what it is

Then you ram your hand in your bag for a little protection

By the time you’re 25, they will say

You’ve gone and blown it

By the time you’re 35, I must confide

You will have, blown them up

Right on queue, just act surprised, when they invite you to take you,

curtain call

You’ve climbed, china’s wall

You, curtain call

The closed china’s wall

Curtain call

Ebony beauty, passed this shade

The looking glass reflects