Fiona Apple (Fiona Apple McAfee Maggart, born September 13, 1977) is an American singer-songwriter. Her albums, Tidal (1996), When the Pawn (1999), and Extraordinary Machine (2005) have sold over five million copies worldwide. Her break into the music industry came when a friend, who babysat for a record executive, handed her employer a demo. Apple's husky voice, nimble piano skills, and mature lyrics got the attention of Sony executive Andy Slater, who signed her to a record deal. In 1996, Apple's debut album Tidal was released by a subsidiary of Sony.
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Tymps (The Sick in The Head Song) Lyrics
Fiona Apple
The times were goin' boom and boom and bust
My feet of clay, they've dried to dust
But it isn't the red we painted,
It's... just... rust
That signature thing that we used to bring a following
I have trouble now, even remembering
So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that's it
To keep in touch would do me whooping dutch
'Cause it isn't the rush of remembering, it's just blush
And that signature thing is only growing harrowing
I should have no trouble now to keep from following
So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that's it
Sometimes
When I bust my feet of clay, they dried to dust
That what isn't the red we painted
It's... just... rust
That signature thing that used to bring a following
I have trouble now, even remembering
So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
Or I just really used to love him
Or I just really used to love him