Ireland Lyrics - The Beekeeper - Tori Amos

Driving in my Saab 

On my way to Ireland 

It's been a long time 

It's been a long time 

Driving with my friends 

On my way to Ireland 

It's been a long time 

It's been a long time 

So when I was out in the desert 

And a cowboy tried to lasso me 

He said you're red and made of clay, a virgin portrait 

I let him wake me but decided not to stay 

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Driving in my Saab 

On my way to Ireland 

It's been a long time 

It's been a long time 

Driving with my friends 

On my way to Ireland 

It's been a long time 

It's been a long time 

Next in New York I fell out with a dragon 

Of the white collar kind but just as ferocious 

I remembered Macha running faster than the horses 

Then an encounter with a voice that caressed me 

Driving in my Saab 

On my way to Ireland 

It's been a long time 

A long time 

Driving with my friends 

On my way to Ireland 

It's been a long time 

A long time 

Wasn't it you who held off a surrender 

To one spoiled nun who taught you the names 

Of the mountains on the moon and then a Jesuit 

proceeded to arrange your soul while I prayed on my knees 

Driving in my Saab 

On my way to Ireland 

It's been a long time 

A long time 

Driving with my friends, yes 

On my way to Ireland 

It's been a long time 

A long time 

Such a long, long time 

It's been a long time 

A long time