Hi all,
I know I don't post much, and usually just lurk when I read things, but I thought I'd share with you a lyric to an album I may/may not one day end up doing, which explores gender.
Now, I am fully aware of the "foul language" clause in posting, and I am also admittedly going to break it. Saying that, I hope Susan and the other board ops will allow this indiscretion based on artistic expression. If I do end up offending anyone, please note that this is not my intent, and if I shall incur the wraith of Susan et al., please note that this was not my intention either, but I am fully understanding of this. I only hope you will allow me free reign in posting this lyric, which is at once deeply personal and also a bit cynical.
However, the character in the album, much like a Ziggy Stardust or Omega is dealing with a society that doesn't know where to place it. And while anger is hardly the answer, cynicism is such an easy emotion to harbor.
I would also like to say that most of my writing doesn't include cursing, because, like I tell people, there's so many words in the english language that sticking to a few four letter explitives is just lame. Hypocrisy notwishstanding, though, when I write, I do it from a different mind set and sometimes cannot control what comes out. Well, I could, but why censor that which makes us human?
xx
Lxxy
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"
Baby Steps"
You're all stuck in a hand-me-down bi-view:
How ironic the digital has always been upon us!
You wanna ride it fast and hard, school yard sprung-
Into the next dementia,
And the waves of full understanding are deadened by being.
Well I don't think you understood it;
When they said "We're happy that you're here,"
Then it was time to get your ass in the gender line.
They assigned you what you looked to be,
And once barcoded you begin the life long program.
Don't worry baby,
There's no chance to f*** this up.
So take a step forward,
And walk on through the hallway of blue.
Now how does that sandbox fit you?
Do you like the world around?
No, no, don't go looking for Malibu Barbie-
Keep GI Joe waring with the Cobra Commander!
One might consider this sickening,
Another can say its true.
The more you live this, the more they hope it'll be you.
Don't worry baby,
There's no chance to f**** this up.
So take a step forward,
And walk on through the hallway of pink.
Hey pretty pretty princess,
Does that makeup bore you?
Go play with some dollies,
Or cook in your PlaySkool Kitchen.
Get learned for life, get learned for life.
Get learned for life, get learned for life!
It's too bad you can't escape this,
And if you knew any better perhaps you'd regret it?
I don't know if you know,
But there's something buried deep inside me,
And thats why they profess my guilt.
So unless you want to be demonized for association,
Keep both your heads to the light and walk down the halls of gender.
One might consider this sickening,
Another can say its true.
The more you live this, the more they hope it'll be you.
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