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Download Esther by Phish

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Phish Esther lyrics

It was late one fall night, at a fairground near town,
When Esther first saw the Armenian man
Who groveled toward her and stood by her side,
With a bucket that swung in his hand.
His grin stretched the folds of his pasty white cheeks,
And his lips hurled a dollop of murk on the curb,
And the lights from the rides showed a mischievous sparkle
That flashed in his hollow-eyed stare.
He said "Little girl, you can chop off my legs,
And then peel off my socks, if you want to.
But I'd rather you took this old puppet from me
That I hold in my pail as we speak."
And he stood looking down at the innocent girl,
And she stared at the bucket, bewildered,
Then he lifted the doll for the young girl to see,
And a giant smile grew on her face.
She saw the doll's eyes, and she couldn't resist,
And she thanked the man quickly and ran to the church,
And she burst through the door with puppet held high,
And a hush filled the chapel, and the people looked mean.

Esther tried in vain to pacify the mob.
Quibble grew to spat, to wrangle, then to brawl.
The frenzied congregation struggled desperately to fetch
The pretty puppet snugly nestled deep in Esther's leather sack.
Through the window of the church a storm began to rage,
And Esther knew the time had come to flee.
She scurried down the aisle toward the doorway in the distance,
And out into the rainstorm where she felt she would be free,
But the wind was blowing harder, and her skirt began to billow,
Until finally her feet began to lift,
And she rose above the houses, and the people, and the chimneys,
And Esther and the doll were set adrift.
Floating higher over the hills, and the valleys and treetops,
They'd flutter and glide.
Soaring and turning, suspended on air,
With the earth far below them, they'd tumble and dive through the clouds

And she began to plummet earthward, 'til she landed in the nasty part of town

She glanced about the village, sure to find the evil men
Who rob and pillage in the darkest hour of night.
Nervously she fumbled for the pouch that held the puppet on her rump.
Feeling quite outnumbered, Esther hid behind
A nearby pile of lumber, where she waited 'til the dawn,
'Cause it would have been a blunder to succumb to a hoodlum on the prowl

When the morning came, she wandered through the streets
Along the chilly lake that lay beside the town.
At last a peaceful moment, but she thought she heard a sound--
It was an angry mob of joggers coming up to knock her down.
As Esther stood and shook her head, the joggers were approaching,
And she knew she had no choice left but to swim.
As the frosty water sank its bitter teeth into her hide,
She tried to slide the heavy clothing from her skin.
Naked now, she made her way toward the shore,
When suddenly she felt a tiny tugging at her toe.
And the puppet she'd forgotten wrapped its tiny
Little arms around her ankle, and wouldn't let her go.
The waves seemed to open and swallow her whole,
As the doll pulled her down through the eerie green deep,
And the sound of the laughing old man filled her ears,
As she drifted away to a tranquil and motionless sleep