it's two in the morning my beeper's going off i'm naked, i roll over enough is enough these bitches always calling me morning, noon, and night Gladys
i gave you my time......1/2 naked in the city you were all just whine not feeling my pretty your mouth was dripping i called you and you came but heavy
by morning I'll be gone the highway will welcome me to her warmth let her arms lay down their guides let her lead me into the sun I will go softly I
(for lynda petranek) climbing to the top of mountains reaching for the sky it disappears watch my hands lose their grip watch my life lose its meaning
Back in the day people used to get dressed up To play croquet (2x) Back in the day people used to get dressed up Back in the day people used to get dressed
when you were there i couldn't meet your stare i was a bad friend in a bad way now i've got nothing left to say i just tell it to my notebooks like i
don't do crystal don't do boys don't do boys who do crystal don't do crystal boys
Drag King Bar well I was bored with the lesbian scene I told myself I gotta find another thing so I strapped on my boots and I walked down the street
angels we have heard are high smoking joints up in the sky delusions are floating by paranoias running wild ganja in excess aint dangerous angels we
a pink moon is out tonight and my heart is folding over because i think she liked me and i mighta had her but he's got a real one and mine's from the
the blind space of low clouds the breeze that moves them over my forehead/third eye the moon that hangs half and orange your letter sits by my bed rode
father wants me father needs me father on top of me father loves me I lie still I lie still don't tell my mother I lie still don't tell my sister I am
where are you going, black-eyed girl? can you explain this tangled world? i thought that freedom was a key but here you know nothing's free at night
the overplayed disco song pumps into the ceiling where my poached eggs run over my teeth it's mother's day i delve into the almost creature ovary that
i'll have a big back yard to run in and a big oak tree for climbing and a wrap around porch to sip homemade iced tea that brewed in the sun while i watched
Cities and love, both relentless and gray. I bawled my eyes out three times yesterday for European strangers and their lunchtime trade. I'm a mess for
all hail sparkly queen areola all hail sparkly queen (repeat as needed) are you an idiot my dearest, my love? are you a double-crossing gomer? are you
even imagine another All saints, all prophets, all stories, all storytellers All whores, all birds, all people who've come out to be heard All women, all witches, all bitches
