Oh, we could rock. Or we could bomb. Or we could try. Like super hard. . Or we could come. Or we could lose. Or we could totally. Totally, totally freak you.
Nine years old and climbing out the house. Through a song played on piano. By my neighbors Les and Ray. I put my head up against the wall. To be closer to the music that they played.
You hide inside, so not okay. (Keep on, keep on livin'). What if you remember more today?. (Keep on, keep on livin'). The phone keeps ringin' but there's too much to say.
(Tonight's the night, tonight we're gonna). (Tonight's the night, tonight we're gonna). (Tonight's the night, tonight we're gonna). (Tonight's the night, tonight we're gonna).
Hot topic is the way that we rhyme. Hot topic is the way that we rhyme. Hot topic is the way that we rhyme. Hot topic is the way that we rhyme. . Carol Rama and Eleanor Antin.
No shopping, no choice. I can't stay here and listen to your voice. I'll be gone before you're home. And if you want to know where, I went to. Then baby you, can read it in my note.
It feels so 80's. Or early 90's. To be political. Where are my friends?. . (Get off the Internet). I'll meet you in the street. (Get off the Internet).
Ten short years of progressive change,. Fifty fuckin years of calling us names.. Can we trade title nine for an end to hate crime?. RU-486 is we suck your fuckin dick?.
The phone keeps ringing and it just won't stop. There's a paper napkin in my coffeepot. People freaking out on me left and right. My head feels heavy but my feet feel light.
I've got - the new sincerity.. I've got - a secret vocabulary.. I've got - MIDI in, out, thru.. I've got - dialectical sprecstimme.. I've got - herm choreography..
I'm in the sky when I'm on my floor. The world's a mess and you're my only cure. There's no time for me to act mature. The only words I know are more, more and more.
I like going to the dyke march. Because I like to be surrounded with women.. Marching naked ladies.. We recruit.. We recruit.... There's no one telling us where to stand or where to be......
So defeated, thinks it's funny. Film Festival, Retro Porn. Shabby Chic, BiCostal. Soundtrack, Carnivore. . Transgressive, Gone Fishin'. Shock Value, Good Contract.
We learned this lesson five times fine: fake left, go right, back-stabs read minds!. Taillights shine beautiful, they make halos on the road.. Don't give our keys to the city to shark-suits, b-sides, free-things-please!.
Who took the bomp?. . Every day and night. Every day and night. I can see your disco, disco. Dick is sucking my heart out of my mind. . I'm outta time, I'm outta fucking time.
In New York the shooting of another unarmed black man. Raises further questions about NYPD tactics. On Friday an undercover policeman. Shot and killed Patrick Doorsman.
The stars are getting in and out of automobiles. And we keep wondering when we're gonna feel something real. Keep waiting for a Santa that will never come.
The stars are getting in and out of automobiles. And we keep wondering when we're gonna feel something real. Keep waiting for a Santa that will never come.
I got your name and number. You seem kinda surprised. Maybe it's 'cause I can be. You know like cold as ice. . In crowded situations. I always want to go.