Hot Knife, by Fiona Apple.
This song is one of those where you remember exactly where you were when you first heard it. I was on the way home from work, in my commuting days, and can remember singing along with this playing on an All Songs podcast on a particular highway ramp exit, at the end of what was probably a long day, given the year, and all the long days I had that year.
I haven’t been bothering to gender-switch any of these songs, excepting the cover-of-cover confusion around Bobby McGee and the like. It feels silly, and inaccurate, and not worthwhile. But everyone hears what they want to hear.
Fun set of vocal layers toward the end, and didn’t take that long at all. Honestly, adding the extra verses after I stopped the video was the trickiest part.