And now, for your reading pleasure, I present Tori Amos' new single A Sorta Fairytale. Well, the lyrics, anyway. And they've been translated into German and back to English (via Babelfish), because it's funnier that way.

on my way up the north above on Ventura
withdrew I hood and I spoke with you
and I knew then it became its long thing life,
but I knew not that we we silver fodder to break could
and I are thus sadly as good book, which I cannot
this daily back set sorta fairytale with you
things fairytale with you sorta said you that day
above tried on 101, which the girl had come undone
me too downplay it with a bet over us you said,
that You'd taking it as long, as I I could,
it delete could not and I are thus sad as good book,
which I cannot set this daily back
sorta a fairytale with you
sorta a fairytale with you
and I ride along side and I rode along side you then
and I rode along side, until you lost there me in the opened road
and I along side, until the honey verb-rode itself,
therefore dilute rode, so that I break your bread,
so that I take your word, which I had to steal it and I am,
thus sadly like a good book cannot I not this daily back set
sorta a fairytale with you
sorta a fairytale with you,
whom I could select support, whenever I feel down new Mexico way
somewhat over opened road knew I that it after somewhat Indian blood
searched and little in you discovery little in me finds,
which we on this road to be can, but we straight Impostors
in this country are it, thus we along go and we us will to falsify it
to feel better with olive stone said, until I it nearly smacked -
seemed quite, night and I to know, what holds a taking out there
in wasteland cold weather these cords, do not think you it must us more
rueber try and straight bore and I are thus sad like a good book,
which I this daily back do not set can
sorta a fairytale with you
sorta a fairytale with you
and I was ridin ' through ridin ' along side for one while, until you me lost
and I was ridin ' through ridin ' along, until you lost me lost,
until you lost me in the rear opinion,
you me said I way the north lasted up I mean day everything,
all this in a pretty beautiful day were and I put hood back the right,
where you do not feel skies perfect from the Sommerbrise taste could knew,
as we back would be and I - I not -
would not terminate us above as in such a way thought