I've tried dolls that were guaranteed sixteen or under none were very exciting Sorta like a laugh track or whacking off they'll get you off but it's just not the real thing Its been decades since my pit days But I haven't shaken it - I sit there like an idiot Still caught up in the old punk protocol And dreaming that the teenagers will think that I'm a radical and I still wait for the bus to come where the high school got torn down Still expecting to find true love among the skateboarders hanging out In back of the bank in my hometown all this talk and no action's got me stiff from the tit to the bone So I'm living in lala land - but at least I'm not living at home Same old catcalls, the same old chemicals Same old thrills stealing stockings from the shopping mall Its simple enough to grow the fuck up happy with the rough cut Nobodys in here looking for a diamond in the rough but I still wait for my mom to come and pick me up at holly's house 10 years after they cashed it in to make a multi-level parking lot for a seven-eleven and burger king I've got cryptographs I've got all the phones tapped It's proof enough it is indisputable Love's not good enough I want photographs Something that will teach me my arithmetic at last.. better get your kids in - I'm on the loose again And getting more ridiculous the more I think I ought to get my mind out of the gutter (it's getting dangerous, amanda-you are old enough to be the pork) He's my own private highway from the cradle to the grave I save a bundle skipping middle age and saturdays and I still wait for the cops to come where the station since burned down Still expecting they'll pick me up for all the sins I committed in the back of the banged-up pickup truck I've got autographs, backstage passes and leather jacket back patches up the... Ask me anything I've got evidence Single serving saccharine packets dripping black with lipstick kisses I still wait for the bus to come back where the high school got torn down Still expecting to find true love among the sakteboarders hanging out In back of the bank in my home- I'm no pederast just out of interes Thank you ,but I'm capable of getting up and getting dressed Love's not good enough I want photographs Something that will teach me common sense Time and time again I think ill dye my hair again Oh god Sixteen No, I'm ten I'm seventeen And a bank of boston beauty queen....



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"Bank of Boston Beauty Queen" as written by Amanda Palmer

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    General Comment:so... i'm -not- the only one who doesn't quite understand it...
    errky39on December 24, 2004   Link
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    General Comment:I love this song. Her voice is so rich & flexable. I think it's about her being caught in the past, wishing she would 'grow the fuck up' but she just can't.

    still expecting to find true love among the sakteboarders hanging out
    in back of the bank in my home
    ^Unrelated, but this line completely epitomizes nearly everyone in my high school. It's funny.

    The line "still convinced taht they'll pick me up for all the sins i committed in the back of the banged-up pickup truck" almost tells us that she regrets some of the things she did while she was growing up.

    Delightful song.
    SweetInsanity_3on January 25, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:I take back above comment. I get it now. :D Its about not wanting to grow up.

    (and S.I. 3 is a little bit off...)
    errky39on January 30, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:Of COURSE it's about not wanting to grow up... the line 'you're old enough to be his fucking...' um.. definetly means she's going out with the 17 year old boys just like she was when she was 17.
    rockstrNdisguiseon February 06, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:or maybe it's about the fact that no matter how much changes, nothing ever changes.
    CÆTon March 25, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:I love this song, i can relate to a lot of the phrases. i've got the lyrics on my notebook.

    sadly, i've never actually heard the song.
    im_not_janeon April 27, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:I love this song, i can relate to a lot of the phrases. i've got the lyrics on my notebook.

    sadly, i've never actually heard the song.
    im_not_janeon April 27, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:The song is about how you always regret everything you do growing up, but at the same time, you wish you never would.
    jonestown_teaon July 04, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:I think this song means that she wishes she was still young. hence the last couple of verse: "16! no I'm 10!! I'm seventeeeeeeeeeeeeeen. and a bank of boston beauty queen." she's like trying to get the perfect age she wishes to stay at. 16, not im 10, i'm 17! get it?
    Perfect_Scarson August 03, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:Parts of this song have a word or syllable that seems like it's part of one sentence, then begins another ("you're old enough to be the poor kid's m...y own private highway" and "back patches up the as...k me anything"), like in the handclapping games people do in elementary school. I wonder if Amanda just thought it was amusing to do that or if she did because it relates to theme of the song.
    mockingsmileon August 22, 2005   Link

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