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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 I'm a gasoline gut with a vasoline mind but Wanna disco? Wanna see me disco? Let me hear you depoliticize my rhyme One Two Three Four You got what you been asking for You're so policy free and fantasy wheels and everything you think and everything you feel is Alright, alright alright alright alright I take you home now watch me get you hot. You're just a parrot when you're screaming and you're shouting "More crackers please! More crackers please!" You want what you wan, but you don't wanna be on your knees Who does your, who does your hair? Who took the Bomp from the Bompalompalomp? Who took the Ram from the Ramalamading dong? Who took the Bomp from the Bompalompalomp? Who took the Ram from the Ramalamading dong? How are you? Fine, Thank you How are you? Fine, Thank you. You bought a new van the first year of your band You're cool and I hardly wanna say "not" because I'm so bored that'd I'd be entertained even by a stupid fucking linoleum floor linoleum floor Your lyrics are dumb like a linoleum floor I'll walk on it I'll walk all over you Walk on it, walk on it walking one two Who? Who? Who? Who took the Bomp from the Bompalompalomp? Who took the Ram from the Ramalamading dong? Who took the Bomp from the Bompalompalomp? Who took the Ram from the Ramalamading dong? See you later. See you later. See you later. See you later. |
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| 3:45 |
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hot topic is the way that we rhyme
hot topic is the way that we rhyme one step behind the drum style one step behind the drum style Carol Rama and Elanor Antin Yoko Ono and Carolee Schneeman You're getting old, that's what they'll say, but Don't give a damn I'm listening anyway Stop, don't you stop I can't live if you stop Don't you stop Gretchen Phillips and Cibo Matto Leslie Feinburg and Faith Ringgold Mr. Lady, Laura Cottingham Mab Segrest and The Butchies, man Don't stop Don't you stop We won't stop Don't you stop So many roads and so much opinion So much shit to give in, give in to So many rules and so much opinion So much bullshit but we won't give in Stop, we won't stop Don't you stop I can't live if you stop Tammy Rae Carland and Sleater-Kinney Vivienne Dick and Lorraine O'Grady Gayatri Spivak and Angela Davis Laurie Weeks and Dorothy Allison Stop, don't you stop Please don't stop We won't stop Gertrude Stein, Marlon Riggs, Billie Jean King, Ut, DJ Cuttin Candy, David Wojnarowicz, Melissa York, Nina Simone, Ann Peebles, Tammy Hart, The Slits, Hanin Elias, Hazel Dickens, Cathy Sissler, Shirley Muldowney, Urvashi vaid, Valie Export, Cathy Opie, James Baldwin, Diane Dimassa, Aretha Franklin, Joan Jett, Mia X, Krystal Wakem, Kara Walker, Justin Bond, Bridget Irish, Juliana Lueking, Cecelia Dougherty, Ariel Skrag, The Need, Vaginal Creme Davis, Alice Gerard, Billy Tipton, Julie Doucet, Yayoi Kusama, Eileen Myles Oh no no no don't stop stop............ |
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| 2:23 |
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We've talked about it in letters.
And we've talked about it on the phone. But how you really feel about it. I don't really know. What's your take on Cassavettes? What's your take on Cassavettes? What's your take on Cassavettes? What's your take on Cassavettes? Misogynist? Genius? Misogynist? Genius? Misogynist? Genius? Misogynist? Genius? What's your take on Cassavettes? What's your take on Cassavettes? What's your take on Cassavettes? What's your take on Cassavettes? Alcoholic? Messiah? Alcoholic? Messiah? Alcoholic? Messiah? Alcoholic? Messiah? What's your take on Cassavettes? What's your take on Cassavettes? What's your take on Cassavettes? What's your take on Cassavettes? Genius? Misogynist? Alcoholic? Hey where'd Gena? Genius? Misogynist? Messiah? Alcoholic? What's your take on What's your take on What's your take on What's your take on Cassavettes? |
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| 4. |
| 2:04 |
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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 A real party not just people who're faking fun But everything gets erased before it's even said And all that glitters isn't gold when inside it's dead All that glitter is not gold All that glitter is not gold All that glitter is not gold All that glitter is not gold I went to your concert and I didn't feel anything I went to your concert and I didn't hear anything I went to your concert and I didn't feel anything I went to your concert and I didn't see anything (Oh Baby) Why won't you talk to me? (Oh Baby) You just want me empty! (Oh Baby) You don't say anything! (Oh Baby) Why won't you answer me? All that glitter is not gold All that glitter is not gold All that glitter is not gold All that glitter is not gold I sat through your movie but I didn't see anything. I went to your comedy club and didn't laugh at all. I went to your movie and I didn't hear anything. I went to your concert and there was nothing going on. You don't say You don't say You don't say anything....... |
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| 3:15 |
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(One the morning of June 14, 1968
A group of hippies fled into the mountains of Colorado to wait for doomsday) 4 months + 8 days Been waiting here Transporter broken Horizon's clear (DAY ONE) No vegetation Blips on my screen Whatever was here Has been disappeared Now here's alright (x2) Alright (DAY TWO) Wait tower Radar's going off I see a small creature Who can barely walk My data says "large" But what I see is small Text reads "Big Danger" This just looks tired Now here's alright (x2) Alright, alright (DAY THREE) Come in tower All our data's wrong Research inconsistent We misread it all There was no monster And what's left is near dead Control killed a phantom From inside their heads (Come in, come in You've lost my screen Do you respond? Variable text field is frozen Look at your monitors Dont take your eyes off the monitor We're losing you Subterra outpost, stay calm We're losing you You're going-) Now here's alright Nowhere's alright Alright, alright, alright,al- |
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| 2:54 |
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I'm in the sky when I'm on the floor
The world's a mess and yr my only cure There's no time for me to act mature The only words I know are "more, more" and "more" No one to criticize me then No one to criticize No one to criticize me then No one to criticize There's no fear when I'm in my room It's so clear and I know just what I want to do All day bedroom dancing To you I wanna say Yr my thing. |
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| 2:35 |
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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 I wanna spread my dementia I wanna knock it off the line Give me attention Every day and every night We could suck "They might improve" We get out grades from Professor You Or we could fly Demystified Or we could please you all night I wanna spread my dementia I wanna knock it off the line Give me attention Every day and every night Don't want no crusty bullshit No crap or attitude Just wanna get electric tonight you know with you you you Or we could, or we could Or we could, or we could Fail, fail. Fail. So!? |
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| 2:54 |
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Off the pillow and into the air
I'm ready cause it's my day Situation: it's all possible Everything is going my way My My Metrocard My My Metrocard My My Metrocard Think I'll go a little but then I go far Oh fuck Giuliani He's such A fucking jerk Shut down All the stripbars Workfare Does not work My My Metrocard My My Metrocard My My Metrocard Think I'll go a little but then I go far Next stop Atlantic Avenue Next stop Christopher Street Next stop Transfer to the Next stop A,C, or E |
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| 3:08 |
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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 The clock keeps ticking inside my head Bad news is all I ever get The check I've been waiting for is not on time Everyone around me wants to start another fight I'm gonna let it be alright (I wanna be there!) (I wanna take you there!) (I wanna be there!) (I wanna take you there!) |
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We favor the simple expression of the complex thought.
We are for the large shape, because it has the impact of the unequivocal. We are for flat forms because they destroy illusion and reveal truth. The artist was attempting to make art more than something to just look at, they wanted it something to be involved in, something too big to ignore. It is our function as artists to make the spectator to see the world our way, not his way. |
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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 were my oxygen, the thing that made me think I could escape. This is a thank you song for Les and Ray. You were my batteries, the thing that made me think I could escape. Here's a song for Les and Here's a song for Les and Ray. |
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| 2:33 |
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