All the cities in the world
And so very little time and
So many different girls...
All you have to do is find them.
There's a wealth of opportunity, you plan your trips accordingly.
A pity, but the pretty ones are usually more touristy.
Say, how'd you like to run away from these machines?
Everywhere the spies are printing out your dreams.
Seven stops in seven different countries,
Seven page itineraries, memories thick as Bloody Marys, Jesus, Joseph, bloody hell.

Right now we're here in Boston,
In love with downtown crossing.
New York will be there in the morning.
Come back to bed, my darling.

Four years thrown away on vows we never kept.
Forty-five minutes every day religiously devoted to regret.
Time we could have spent on medication thrown away on education,
And we planned to take a trip to Scotland but we never made it.
How'd you like to run away from these machines?
I had Julian's and Steve's.
You had Julia's and Jeanette's.
You wear your terror on your sleeve for all the men I haven't met (yet).
I had Oliver in Potsdam, you had Elanor in Amsterdam.
We're keeping track so carefully we've missed the state we're in completely.
Honestly, your foot is out the door and I've got scores of offers elsewhere and keep both feet planted firmly in the air,
And tomorrow you can totally erase me from your mind, but trust me everything is fine,
Right now, we're here in Boston,
In my apartment in the south end.
Forget your year in London.
Come back to bed, my darling.

You can put the details in a letter,
The more embarrassing the better.
Right now I can be happy if I choose to.
I know that in the morning I will lose you...

And maybe you'll go mad.
And maybe I'll go gray
And pack up to Berlin,
Or maybe it won't matter anyway.
We'll find out that your mom was right and you'll admit you're really gay.
And maybe I'll wake up
In a city far away.
Or maybe we'll make up
And buy a house and have a couple kids and a Labrador and a microwave.
But anyway,
Right now we're here in Boston.
In Eden, where you almost pulled your pants down.
Don't worry who these jokes will all be lost on.
Come back to bed, my darling.
There is nothing in the world that we can count on,
Even that we will wake up is an assumption.
But I know for a fact that I loved someone,
And for a about a year he lived in Boston...

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Boston Lyrics as written by Amanda Palmer

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    General CommentI think this song is about how both Amanda and the guy she was with often travel and have been with people from all over the world "seven stops in seven different countries" without considering the people in the place they live in "we're keeping track so carefully we've missed the state we're in completely
    ". I'm guessing that this guy has a problem with commitment and never stays in one place too long. Amanda tries to convince him to maybe settle down "or maybe we'll make up and buy a house and have a couple kids and labrador and microwave but anyway" but in the end he moves on "I know that in the morning I will lose you".
    EmilySnicket16on March 13, 2010   Link
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    General Commentperhaps an insight into amanda and brian's relationship itself? the touring aspect for one, - when shes listing off who they each had in different places it kinda sounds like they were both there in competition (but in saying that theres mention of another man who travels a lot in a lot of her songs which i'm sure wouldn't be brian). but just the feelings of coming back to eachother- the nights in eachother's beds pretending all the other dramas don't exist just for a little while- and bostons that place where they can pretend its all ok?

    seems to line up with my perception of their relationship, but i may just be imposing my hopes onto it. maybe when they're old and grey and without shame completely they'll write an autobiography and we'll get to know what happened- and what songs like this are about.
    -Kat-G-on May 25, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General CommentWell this is definitely not the version on No, Virginia... but I think the lyrics on the album are incredibly powerful. I think she's in love with someone, but they fight a lot, particularly about people they've been with in the past and the fact that it seems he's busy and away all the time. She suspects that he cheats on her, but she doesn't care as long as she's with him. She doesn't even mind if he forgets her completely, as long as they can forget about everyone and everything else when they're together. Very emotionally complex, and musically built brilliantly.
    Karma policemanon October 28, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General CommentAmanda said at their last show in NZ that this song is about that bit of a relationship before the "fuck you" hits when it's like "it's going to be over soon, isn't it?".
    propertyofon February 23, 2012   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThe part one to Truce.
    errky39on January 30, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI LOVE Boston... great song...
    Imguamon February 24, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti love boston. city and song.
    theroadkillkidon June 01, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General Commentwhere can i find this song?
    MarieVBeeon March 28, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"i had oliver in potsdam you had elanor in amsterdam"

    In the version I have she says: You had Oliver in Postam, I had Elanor in Amsterdam"
    HeavensToBetsyon April 07, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"Fourty five minutes a day religiously devoted to regret"

    I adore that line. I have at LEAST 45 minutes devoted to regret daily:P
    InkBleedsDeeperon May 17, 2007   Link

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