Q U E E R I C S

Tomboyfriend, "End Of Poverty"
(2009)

It didn't work out
And nobody wants you
You've done this to yourself
You're a squeegee
A rat fink
A landslide

We'll be free in the city soon
And the tranny
At the party
His girlfriend's gone
Scoring coke from a John
And she's a long-gone babydoll
In a mod gown
And they're down down on the state
Down with all this good new shit
Never been to Paris
Never been innocent

If that touch that's in your skin don't feel
And you're both naked as peelers
If it don't teach
And you've tried
If it don't reach
And you've tried
If the night that's on these city heights
Don't light
And they trash talk the DJ
If it don't beat
When it don't beat
And it don't beat

Down, down tall building
Down small building
Down, down little house
Down big house
Down, down city block
Down gridlock
Down, down commuter's lane
Dumb brain

If the night that's on these city heights
Don't light
And they trash talk the DJ
If it don't beat
And it don't beat
And it don't beat

Woke up spooned but alone
In bed with whatever
Stoned and incontinent
On a feather
What the rub is
What success is
Struggle so hard
For a petty theft of affection
And finally find
You're totally ordinary
We'll be free in the city soon
You were a smash
A pony
A headcase

Success can make things harder
Success can make things cold
Hunger still makes your undershorts
Success has made a failure of our home

From the galaxy of Gutenberg
To the videodrome
Where the tweens and teens
They want to rock and moan
They want to pierce their sex
And feel their feet
But the music don't beat
And sludge it wants to soar
To soar

Johnny rode the rocket
Rocket Johnny through the thriller
Through the killer, through the trains, through the pain
He knows the constables are gangsters
That he'll have to blow away

For his eleventh birthday
He hopes for a gun
A pair of headphones
Every girl his age who has a crush on him
And if the songbird that's in her throat don't sing
If the thought that's in his head don't work
And he is there but he don't speak it
He says "if you got the money honey
I gots the disease"

And she says "Johnny--you got big eyes
You ain't never caught a rabbit
Never, never caught a rabbit
And you ain't no friend of mine"

And streetcars
And the movies
And DJs
And his mama
Gonna make it
With the bank clerks

If there is no water
There's no water
Then you don't have a sister
And she don't have no brother
And they never go to school
To be librarian or teacher

And there's vacations
On every billboard
But the homies don't eat
Music on every station
Of the radio
But the music don't beat
And if the music don't beat
Let me down easy, then

Down, down tall building
Down small building
Down, down little house
Down big house
Down, down city block
Down gridlock
Down, down commuter's lane
Dumb brain

Down down baby doll
Down doll baby
Down down baby doll
Down doll baby

Thanks, Dru!