2003-05-11 Brooklyn, NY | Barbès

Recorded by pattivill:

opening
Paris
interlude
Carbon Monoxide
interlude
'woolen gloves'
interlude
One-String Blues
interlude
Happy Hooker
interlude
Dusseldorf
interlude
Ghost of Corporate Future
interlude
Prisoners
interlude
The Bronx
interlude
'dust to dust'
interlude
Dance Anthem of the 80s
interlude
Better
interlude
'be like a cloud'
interlude
Aching to Pupate
interlude
Music Box
interlude
Your Honor
interlude
Silly Eye Color Generalizations
closing

2003-05-01 New York, NY | Tonic

Recorded by pattivill:

01)
02) Paris
03)
04) Ghost of Corporate Future
05)
06) Carbon Monoxide
07)
08) Making Records
09)
10) Poor Little Rich Boy
11)
12) Ode to Divorce
13)
14) The Soup
15)
16) Prisoners
17)
18) Your Honor
19)
20) The Flowers
21)
22) Better
23)
24) Dance Anthem of the 80s
25)
26) Silly Eye Color Generalizations
27)
28) Samson
29)

2002-12-21 New York, NY | Sidewalk Cafe

Recorded by pattivill:

opening
Paris
interlude
Dusseldorf
interlude
BYOS
interlude
Soho
interlude
One String Blues
interlude
Carbon Monoxide
interlude
20 Years of Snow
interlude
The Flowers
interlude
Music Box
interlude
Chemo Limo
interlude
The Soup
interlude
Samson
closing

Paris

Written by: regina spektor

Available Recordings: Click to view

Lyrics (fan transcription):

I could’ve settled down in Paris
but the man who came for me
took me by the hand
and said it was time to leave
margaret atwood, she could not stop him
virginia woolf, she could not stop him
the truth is I wanted to go
he is all I know, he is all I know…

I got back home from Paris
and he told me what I’d done was wrong
and though his speech was rather long
I listened like an obedient child
the light was coming in through the windows
it was a most familiar type of night
how I loved every streetlight
and I wanted him to kiss me

margaret atwood, she could not stop me
virginia woolf, she could not stop me
the truth is I wanted to go
he is all I know, he is all I know…

sweet, sweet forever
I’ll comfort myself in my next life…

he told me that he couldn’t live without me
and I told him the same thing too
and though we knew it wasn’t true
we both knew it wasn’t a lie
the light was coming in through the window
it was a most familiar type of night
how I loved every streetlight
and I wanted him to kiss me

margaret atwood, she could not stop me
virginia woolf, she could not stop me
the truth is I wanted to go
he is all I know, he is all I know…

sweet, sweet forever
I’ll comfort myself in my next life…