02
Jan
08

70 Favorite Songs: 12. Cornflake Girl

never was a cornflake girl
thought that was a good solution
hangin with the raisin girls
she’s gone to the other side
givin us a yo heave ho
things are getting kind of gross
and i go at sleepy time
this is not really happening
you bet your life it is

peel out the watchword just peel out the watchword

she knows what’s going on
seems we got a cheaper feel now
all the sweeteaze are gone
gone to the other side
with my encyclopedia
they musta paid her a nice price
she’s puttin on her string bean love
this is not really happening
you bet your life it is

rabbit where’d you put the keys girl
and the man with the golden gun
thinks he knows so much
thinks he knows so much
rabbit where’d you put the keys girl

Composer / Performer: Tori Amos
First Released: 1994
Album: Under the Pink
Genre: Pop
First Heard Her In: MTV
Why I Love It: Tori Amos is just amazing and it was really hard to choose one song. I picked this because I just love listening to the piano solo and pretending I could play that way too.
Also Listen To: Everything Tori…though I especially love her “Little Earthquakes” album (“Crucify” “Tear in Your Hand” “Silent All These Years” “Girl”). And of her more recent songs, I love “Sleeps with Butterflies.” Still have to listen to her new album though.


2 Responses to “70 Favorite Songs: 12. Cornflake Girl”


  1. 5 February 2008 at 10:12 pm

    Little Earthquakes changed my life, I think.

    I was 15, everyone was singing TLC and I couldn’t get the opening notes of “Silent All These Years” out of my head. I think that was the beginning of my submersion into alternative/indie music. Whatever came after that would just be an offshoot of finding myself in the words of Tori’s haunting, quirky songs.

    “If you need me,
    me and Neil’ll be hangin’ out with the Dream King.”
    –Tear in Your Hand, Little Earthquakes.

  2. 8 February 2008 at 2:21 pm

    haha, i was a late Tori Amos fan. (as I said nung party night I was strictly a britney spears/backstreet boys fan when I was 15, aside from broadway, that is)

    I remember only being interested when I heard she was great friends with Neil Gaiman. then I started listening to her seriously.


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