SupportSupport
An Evening With Neil Gaiman & Amanda Palmer
Disc 1
01. My Last Landlady
02. The Rhyme Maidens
03. The Day the Saucers Came
04. Feminine Endings
05. The Winter Gardens
06. In Relig Odhráin
07. The View From the Cheap Seats
08. I Will Write in Words of Fire
09. The Man Who Forgot Ray Bradbury
10. Making a Chair
11. 100 Words
Disc 2
01. Margaret Cho introduces the Show
02. Makin' Whoopee
03. (Introduction to The Problem With Saints)
04. The Problem With Saints
05. Jump (for Jeremy Geidt)
06. Ask Neil and Amanda
07. (Introduction to Broken Heart Stew)
08. Broken Heart Stew
09. Poem for Amanda
10. Poem for Neil
11. Electric Blanket
12. Psycho
13. (Introduction to I Google You)
14. I Google You
Disc 3
01. I Want You, but I Don't Need You
02. (Introduction to Dear Old House)
03. Dear Old House
04. (Introduction to Gaga, Palmer, Madonna: A Polemic)
05. Gaga, Palmer, Madonna: A Polemic
06. (Introduction to Judy Blume)
07. Judy Blume
08. I Don't Care Much
09. Map of Tasmania
10. (Introduction to Do You Swear to Tell the Truth, the Whole Truth & Nothing but the Truth So Help Your Black Ass)
11. Do You Swear to Tell the Truth, the Whole Truth & Nothing but the Truth So Help Your Black Ass
12. (Introduction to I Will Follow You Into the Dark)
13. I Will Follow You Into the Dark (for Ashlie Gough)
14. Look Mummy, No Hands
15. Ukulele Anthem
Remember the Fairmont
The two of us there, mom
By the merry-go-round?
I stood there entranced
As the bright horses danced
To a magical sound
Just a dollar for pleasure untold
And I rode in a whirl of scarlet and gold

Look, Mummy, no hands
I'm riding the roundabout all by myself
Look, Mummy, no hands
I called as I passed her, faster and faster
Hold on tight, darling
She called out in fear
But I laughed and pretended
That I couldn't hear
How careless we are when we're young

Remember the years
Of the sulks and the tears
Do you recall?
I hated you when you said
Be back by ten
I knew it all
Always asking to know what I'd done
When as far as I knew
I was just having fun

Look, Mummy, no hands
I know how to take good care of myself
Look, Mummy, no hands
Please don't be a bore, 'cause I know the score
She tried to warn me
But I didn't heed her
I was grown up
And I didn't need her
How careless we are when we're young

Remember the daughter
And all that you taught her?
She's grown up at last
With a child of her own
She struggles alone
As the years all rush pass
But now you're not there to answer her call
You're not there to catch her when she stumbles and falls

Look, Mummy, no hands
I'm having to do it all by myself
Look, Mummy, no hands
I used to dismiss you, now I just miss you
As my child grows away from me
I feel my heart sinking
I look back and smile
And I find myself thinking
How careless we are when we're young