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Legalese
03:25
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open for business, you've got no orders to fill - why?
what's the point, what's the point?
when it's all gonna end?
what's the point, what's the point?
can't you just be my friend?
dirty fight, thrown for sleight, just to show me you can
got no cred cause you said it's what makes you a man
turn me down, trade me down, like i'm some fucking whore
on my feet fully clothed was i all just a bore?
i don't cry in the store anymore, i don't die in line
you won't melt my self decision, you are not the prize
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19th & Lexington
03:37
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plastique loaded in the backseat
duded up and friendly
digging on the bar scene
falling at my feet
these bois think they should own the one thing
all the queer has made me
choosing what i'm wearing
taking off my makeup
i'm hitting up their scene
listen up
drag dreams aren't just made for switch scene
i can fake my gender
just as much a bender
even dressed as me
even dressed as she
hang back big man
you don't even see who you want to be
step back big man
you don't even keep the point you made for me
my face is hanging up some girl queen
practicing at prom
pointing out the wrong
making good by me
male hits just below my radar
hoping kings would jump far
to practice what they preach
instead of trying to teach
hang back big man
you don't even see who we're gonna be
step back big man
you don't even keep the point you made for me
19th and lexington the vortex of the trap we're in
19th and lexington the door was closed before open
19th and lexington where men will act just like real men
so how 'bout instead of ruling queens out
see it as a turnabout
that circles back to you
that started once with you
emulate your truth
shake hands
it starts with you
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Milk Money
04:07
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i know you think you're bigger and you think that makes you badder
but you're smaller where it matters and i'm packin'
i'm bringing lotsa sugar cause my daddy pays me better
and my chicks might be much fatter still the odds are stackin'
stick your name real deep inside my mouth
you're the kinda greed that i spit out
got no need for what you're all about
put your money where your mouth is, did you get enough allowance?
yeah a bully's just a bitch cause you're easy 'nuff to flip
i'm making change
you lost your name
i'm richy rich
i've seen you round the way and i've been checking out your play
you slip and slide and shift and drop you never stay
no matter, it's better, not the style we like to ride
it's creepy, conceited, better watch what comes back at your eye
hang on you just reversed don't run that game
i'll throw my curse i got you nailed i saw you first
and you're crackin'
my dykes will do me solid at your back and make you follow
chase your tail until you swallow that the fact is...
and now the rules are busted rearranged and reconstructed
little push i pushed to shovin' til you went south
you can take your stupid guns and destroy the wicked hum
of the jealous ugly gums in your big mouth
you're the skirt that winds up in the dirt
put your face down eat this side of hurt
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Idiot Light
04:24
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fasten your fan belt
in stride, check your hair for air pressure
the dashboard it lies
needy needy needy needy red green green red stop go I just might
ride on the bald one; slide it in gear
make it a template
for the light bright shit I call fear
i serve my own motor
I break down the drear
i'm not worth half of what I was when I drove me out of here
I eye up the panel
they meet my stare
they blink, they flash me
I just do my best to steer
kelley can rate me
but then so can lianne
missy would give me a no pass go back pay me again to register your can
the bank is my father; he is my john
i'm hoping my interest won't turn me upside down in my optional charm
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The Collection
05:45
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round it up, pack it in
make it fit, if not me; why, him
i lost the dress but brought it back
cause best costume of the day can't be under key and lock
might have a prom night, might be a mom
in a "b" horror flick with cannibal dreams
they're all here i can see them
they're all queer i can be them
tourist mermaids, disco trannies
ladies on the bowling team
santa's helper's in a beehive
birds in tutus
boys are just as pretty in pink
same tutu served a hatted cat well
like a tall cool drink
see through tightie-whitie peep show
…and i forget the rest…
(gonna dress you up in my love)
but madonna's a whore
they're all here i can see them
they're all queer i can be them
roll call role play roll call role play
i can see them
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6. |
Hopeless Romantic
04:43
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uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh
oh me, a bottle and fresh horses
murder central and second courses
new chick on the block she looks familiar
i don't think the more i look that i have ever seen her
i won't name you, you won't blame me, i won't name you
like fault can be measured
like salt can be mustered
i'm your hopeless romantic
i'm your ugly no name tantric
hope is faked different from state to state
crossing out people she's forged as her date
making it big time she's cracked the code
adding new tour dates her show's on the road
always on drill team never made cheer
lost in the wash of colorfast bleach
making a name by never a name
homecoming court just stole from the queen
finger pointing blasphemy
blindly chanting small degrees
pin the tail up on the ass
changing out who wears the mask
putting up our favorite play
open call so clearly splayed
and the proof and the proof and the proof ain't nothin' for free
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7. |
The Apple Falls
05:03
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spirograph, spinny craft
laid to draft
make sass make crass may kiss my trash
mean machine, dig dug green
ride round town
made big shindig big wheel me down
the first ride i found i made, i bound my chick she came in plastic tricks,
they taught me well they made me sell
my doll the fall of womankind
dolly dolly blonde for folly
circle fruit undo my made up world
fashion plate, tracing hate
rubbed raw grate
her nerves her curves made bare berate
top or skirt, her lines a flirt
reminds the shirt
you don't belong your sleeves too long
the first shape i knew i came unglued
he tied me down no space no round
the face of fear it lies in square
the circle came too late
Perfect circles perfect circles perfect circles perfect circles
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i'm slightly cold but neatly dressed
i wear my teeth switched outside in
my shrink is sucking dry my day
i'm on time, most every sign points to bloody business strange
light is burning, alva's turning
under my desk i'm digging yearning for my couch turned upside down
which way? upside down
i'm actually digging my own grave
monsters cheap thrills
maniacs permed frills
fake teeth bought cheap
hide me hide me
i'm a vampire, i'm a vampire
i'm nutricious, i'm delicious
i'm a vampire, i'm a vampire
peter loew, peter loew
how low can you go, how low can you go
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Socially Activist
03:44
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politics come to me, i don't seek them out
ask me what i think of them i'll lazy spit it out
i still don't like the white man, i don't support porn
america's corruption is obvious and worn
i favor dykes and faggots, i also like the jews
i don't support the bible, i do support your use
i love to drink vodka, you'll find me lots in bars
i don't believe in stripping, i have to be a star
so socially activist
so so didn't ask for it
i like greg kinnear, identify as queer
imbibing beer, reviving fear
so socially activist
i'm brushing my teeth from a slip of the tongue
i'm making my bed like it's ever undone
ran the miracle mile in just under seven
drank nearly my weight in unattached women
i voted today mostly because
it's up at the funeral parlour
jewish low budge
totally cool to stand where they laid
and hope for a peek rather than change
politics are dead to me
the white man sold the deed
the news is not so hot today
it's frothy wet with greed
socially i'm immature, i'm rank and vile at best
but i'm not going out now
for diva girl check list
i don't rely on factoids, the balance isn't checked
i uphold vigilantes
i'm banking on their brass
i loathe the shit decisions both church and state reflect
neither should be present and both should be redressed
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10. |
The Red State
05:00
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180 degree deep relief
push down where it hurts, then release
kid proof so they claim, so it seems
his judges prescribed, then redeemed
and you drag me, and you drag me, and you drag me
they're stocking the cabinet with poison
lining the street with greed
rolling out the thick slab carpet
covering up what we've already freed
a blind act of kindness
a kind act of blindness
and you drag me, and you drag me, and you drag me
kind of blind, bang bang bang bang
tracking your kids and tagging their heads
tracking your kids and tagging their toes
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11. |
Now Unthinkable
04:23
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i'm gonna be a martyr if it kills me
the neotony around me makes me spin
emergency you're free you flee
you're a lazy violent hero
you weigh too much for me to gain
now unthinkable
i win, i'm drinkable
again begin again again can end
now unthinkable
long tall drinkable
you cut your nose to spite your face
dead end
i'm gonna kill the cash cow, shake those hands free
you both made my list, you stink of games
the spit the gack the smack the fact
she's a painted wasted harlot
you risk today and miss the fame
she's gonna be a cokewhore if it sinks you
the lie that you bought has taught you to bleed
the sheet it's spread it's red you're fed
she's a tiny ugly silence
you will regret boredom your queen
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12. |
Treasure Good Things
05:12
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that night you chased the bees away
colors ran into nothing
yellow raised up a hell king
the bend of the noise broke somewhere
between you and me
unaccustomed to terror
large like silver screen horror
tearing through the sound
the barrier was barely there
the safe return was inferior to the firm exterior of the nightmare
tiny cat, in the cracks, we all ran for cover 'cause the odds were stacked
you, and me, and we
save the queen
crown the king
and kill the sting
at once, worlds are shifting
full moon, tides are turning
signs, directions, started spinning
the sound of our fear stopped
right here, with you leading me
rearranging the mirrors
we once thought made us look clearer
these tricks we've turned up on the stage
you dressed me up with your bends and bass
a hundred keys to the madness
it seems you perceived
a doorway beyond you and me
throwing hands in together
we ran like kids without heroes
pushing forth through impossibility
our perfect mess was superior to
the lost decision of a no name
we all ran for cover we all ran for cover we all ran
guitar and programming – brandon glen
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