Doughnut Song

Tori Amos · A Piano: The Collection [2006]

Hand me a trick and a kick and your message

You'll never gain weight from a doughnut hole

Then thought that I could decipher your message

There's no one here dear,

No one at all

And if I'm wasting all your time,

This time,

Maybe you never learned to take,

And if I'm hanging on to your shade,

I guess I'm way beyond the pale

And southern men can grow gold,

Can grow purty,

Blood can be purty like a delicate man,

Copper to steel,

To a hinge that is faltered,

That lets you in, lets you in , lets you in,

Something's just keeping you numb

You told me last night,

You are a sun now,

With your very own devoted satellite,

Happy for you and I am,

Sure that I hate you.

Two sons too many,

Too many able fires.

Youve been wasting my time,

This time,

I guess you never learned to take,

And if I'm hanging on to your shade,

I guess I'm way beyond the pale

Doughnut Song

Tori Amos's "Doughnut Song" captures the pianist's signature blend of whimsical storytelling and intricate harmonic exploration. Featured on the 2006 compilation A Piano: The Collection, the track exemplifies her ability to transform mundane subjects into profound musical narratives. Amos, known for her dynamic piano-driven compositions and emotive vocal delivery, often explores themes of domesticity and surrealism within her discography. This recording stands as a testament to her unique approach to songwriting, where everyday imagery is elevated through complex arrangements and expressive performance. The song remains a notable song in her extensive catalogue, reflecting the artistic depth that has defined her career across multiple decades and genres.