Palace Fiction Sing Along Setlist and Lyrics 01/24/25
- Ezra Bell
- Jan 14
- 5 min read

New Fool of Yours
Along that street you bought your scarf from
I went down and had my fortune told
And that green eyed gypsy oh so shakes me
She said that the pain will make me whole
And I thought I could do right by you
I thought I could do some right by us both
You know my love I am so sorry
Sorries are the things I always owe
But I tried and tried to hide from those
And them tears don’t water no garden
And them tears don't water no garden nor save no souls
And them tears don't pay no rent my friend
Them tears don't pay no rent nor clean no clothes
When I’m gone who will remember
All the ills that still November sowed
When you looked me in the face and said
You are not the man I met no more
And this new fool is no friend of yours
And them tears don’t water no garden
And them tears don't water no garden nor save no souls
And them tears don't pay no rent my friend
Them tears don't pay no rent nor clean no clothes
And if I had to leave you one thing
How I wish thing the one thing wasn’t those
And I thought I could do right by you
I thought I could do some right by us both
I thought I could do some right by us both
Souls I’ve run down
Souls keep coming down x3
Presha
Well, I oh I have forgotten how to cry
And that’s what drove the Mongols to it
That’s what drove those Mongols to it
I wake up with the fear no one will miss me when I die
Presha says your mom will do it
She said my mom will do it
If she don’t say she loves you cause it’s easier to lie
And lying makes a fine umbrella
Lying it makes one fine umbrella
Well, shield me from the rain my dear and look me in the eye
And say you're everything I need young fella
Tell me I’m everything you need
And that’s just what I’ll be
You’ll take some comfort in the cards I guess
Oh love express yourself but don’t make such a mess
With all the good men married to the IRS
May as well, you may as well, may as well
And you stand there staring at the blood red sky
Over Albuquerque toward the continents divide
Until our father feels we’ve seen enough
And we’ll turn away and sigh
We may as well x 5
Oh I like you have forgotten how to choose
Just Crying on our lonesome travels Crying on our lonesome travels
All about the holy joys of things that can’t be proved
And we will cast one great big shadow
We will cast one great big shadow
The big enough to pay the rent (?) and spend the rest on food
Dozen eggs and avocados
Dozen eggs and avocados
Look for me beside you when you medicate your mood
Well, I'm just someone to pass that bottle
Someone to pass that bottle to
And that’s just what you’ll do
You’ll take some comfort in the cards I guess
Oh love express yourself but don’t make such a mess
With all the good men married to the IRS
May as well, you may as well, may as well
And you stand there staring at the blood red sky
Over Albuquerque toward the continents divide
Until our father feels we’ve seen enough
And we’ll turn away and sigh
We may as well x 5
And you stand there staring at the blood red sky
Over Albuquerque toward the continents divide
Until our father feels we’ve seen enough
And we’ll turn away and sigh
We may as well x 5
Bathroom with Your Eyes
Back when all the bright lights felt Like a black spot on myself
Well my heart held a wealth of schemes
Drunken bouts of self esteem
Scan the bathroom with your eyes
If you were the drugs where would you hide
Oh and I think about the friends I’ve had
And hope their lives have turned out as bad as mine
Well nowadays I never do
I save all of my shame for you babe
And when you’re coming home tonight
Full of drink and foolish pride
Feeling easy on the eyes
Like a river to a stone
Like a hundred bucks from home
Like a feast of pheromones
And all the magic in the land
We’re gonna catch and put in cans
So to have it for our friends when they get lonely
And it does get lonely
Lo the wonder of the boom
Held by halo and harpoon (?)
Well I used to climb the weeping wall
I used to need to slip and fall No!
But nowadays I never do
I save all of my shame for you
And when you’re coming home tonight
Full of drink and foolish pride
Feeling easy on the eyes
Like a river to a stone
Like a hundred bucks from home
Like a feast of pheromones
And all the magic in the land
We’re gonna catch and put in cans
So do have it for our friends when they get lonely (x2)
Pretty Skin Died
Dawn broke at 23rd and Burnside
Comin like a landslide
And rolling out the dark
And rolling out the seams I know so well
A little in-between this slow boat sails
Every break I get old ghosts go kill
I’m pissing in the park
Pissing in the park
Oh my heart, my heart
My old crying friend
And don't you lie to me no more today
Oh my heart, my heart
My old lyin friend
Oh you keep more than you give away
Don't talk
Just tell me with your insides
And get your pretty skin dyed
And get you safely home
We'll get you with the three big bags of clothes
We’ll get you in the night so no one knows
We’ll take you to the place where good things grow
And tell me how it feels
Tell me how it feels
I see the sign out on the steps
It says all laughter is prayer
And the good news goes traveling on
And we wont wait for regret
To remind us of what's best
Oh the last drop of bad blood be drawn
Floors All Shiny
In the last black third of the night
Curtain opens wide
Our floors all shiny
And walls all white
Go slow as you like
Burn that skiff tied out on the Thames
Falling over the side
Put down your burden
Come right in
Go as slow as you like
And it was all so easy Just to fall through space
Said it looks like luck
But it's a matter of fate
You swim down river
But you’ll never escape
Until the old earth
Until the old earth calls you home
Green Trombone
Old Arty sends his hellos
Well, he writes from his bed with his
seed on his clothes
Hung by the twenty-dollar bill
The mighty skyscraper
Holy hollow hill
And he climbs up the tabletop
And he shouts down all he kills (?)
He says we’re rolling now
We are rolling down
That thorough fare of thrills
And they don't know
Oooh and I doubt they ever will
Thin man marching all night long
Slowly dancing for the green trombone
What's the use
No sweat says you (?)
And old Arty bends at the feet
The celebration started with a kick in the teeth
Counting the bottles and babe
Well, I’ve lost count of the days
And I'm down in the valley
And you're up on heartbreak hill
I said we’re rolling now
We are rolling down that thoroughfare of thrill
And they don't know
Oooh and I doubt they ever will
Thin man marching all night long
Slowly dancing for the green trombone
What's the use?
No sweat says you (?)
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