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Shame
02:01
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SHAME
This is the high water mark
Look where the driftwood lay
Premonition of a rising tide
Debris from a shift
This is the change that you’ve heard of
There is the money they made
It’s a murder of culture
It’s a shame, shame, shame
There is a line in the sand
Do you dare cross it
They tear it down to build it back up
They talk about all the profit
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Alternate History
03:16
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ALTERNATE HISTORY
As sure as surgery
Cut out the cancer
Forgot the question
But know the answer
Remix the tragedy
Puzzle out some new sensations
Picasso up the plot
Drink in sweet mutation
Alternate the history
Rework the ending
Even if it just
Feels like pretending
The guilt will hunt you
Hunt you just like a noose
It’s neither here nor there
It’s fucking everywhere
The scars may never go away
But that doesn’t mean they own you
They can carry you forward
Just like your bones do
Alternate the history
Rework the ending
Even if it just
Feels like pretending
As true as alchemy
You’ll conjure up a new day
And if it doesn’t kill you first
You’ll find a new way
You’ll find a new way
You’ll find a new way
You’ll find a new way
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3. |
Say a Prayer
02:15
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SAY A PRAYER
I don’t wanna talk about it
We don’t want to wait for change
These small victories don’t seem to mean a thing
Still we are angry
Still we are lonely
Still we are threatened and harassed and murdered daily
Say a prayer for safety
Each time you go outside
A prayer to find community
One to end HIV
Say a prayer for hand jobs
In the front seat of a truck
Please Jesus give me two limp wrists
A gag reflex and a big mouth full of cock
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4. |
Bodies in Motion
02:31
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BODIES IN MOTION
Our hearts pump mutiny
It sings all through our limbs
Come on and bring your noise
And join this riotous howl of hymns
They’ve tried to groom us to be satisfied
Each in our own soft but sweltering cage
Tried to coffin up our bodies
But our feral lights still rage
No more apologies (Untamed, untamed!)
All your fictions are in flames (Take aim, take aim!)
We all contain
Multitudes
Spill of spark
Strikes fearless fuse
Let’s seize the secret frequencies
No more lives as easy meat
Just the songs of our freest selves
Set on infinite repeat
No more apologies (Untamed, untamed!)
All your fictions are in flames (Take aim, take aim!)
We won’t play dead anymore
Cause this is not a fucking game
We won’t play dead anymore
Cause this is not a fucking game
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5. |
Parable
04:50
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PARABLE
To order to rise from its own ashes
A phoenix first must burn
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6. |
Kim Gordon Q & A
03:30
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KIM GORDON Q&A
Whimper or bang?
Neither, more like dull roar
Self-serving slang
Obscures what we’re all here for
When Q supplants the A
There’s nothing left to say
When Q supplants the A
There’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to say!
Testosterone fog
This painful slog
Cluster of fuck
The dumb's finally been struck
When Q supplants the A
There’s nothing left to say
When Q supplants the A
There’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to say!
Please stop talking
So much past tense
We want what is to come
The sweet suspense
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7. |
Fight Back
03:17
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FIGHT BACK
They say the first 40 days to establish the tone
A murderous rage some violent fun
The precedence set since they were fucking freaks
There will be no recourse it’s just the nature of things
You better fight back, fight back
Don’t bear your neck to the brass, you better sharpen the sword
Because the blood that is spilled, it could someday be yours
There’s a war out on difference, a hatred for women
A plan to put every resistor in prison
Fight back, Fight Back
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Oral History
05:06
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ORAL HISTORY
My oral history
It’s not just swapping spit
It’s a generation fucking dead
From a willful ignorance
My oral history
It’s a disturbing story
It goes liberation, annihilation, then "You will be assimilated"
You’re too young to remember going dancing at the club
There were poppers poppers poppers and killer blow jobs
Then the bodies piled up
There were funerals everyday
The question seemed so simple but the answer far away
How to survive a plague?
Ronald Reagan, coward of the country
With absolute power came absolutely nothing
Cause the silence equaled death for the junkies and the faggots
And the women of the night who dared to ask the question
How to survive a plague?
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