Australia Amanda Palmer

I can do the dishes while talking on the phone
I could ask you for an answer but you want to be alone
I can never do the dishes a single dish at a time
It's too much of a commitment so I line them up and fire

I could calamine your insides
I could wind them all around me
I could tiptoe on a tightrope made of fear and looking down see
All the people do they see me
I could wave or I could carry all the dishes that they gave me
That are keeping me steady

Or I could go to Australia
Carry a bowie knife
And wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
And learn card tricks
And buy everyone drinks
And take boxing
And write songs about my bowie knife

I could do these dishes
I could try to do these dishes
I could try

I could bake a cake
My kitchen is small but I could clear the space
I could write my name
Because practice makes perfect yes that's what they say