Hungry Barber

VOL. II – Track 2



Tell me your theories, I’m just waiting to believe them. We‘re the 2 AM club. Drunk and horny. Will your magic mouth be speaking? You make the next day harder. Shitty whiskey, hungry barber. You used that word wrong again. I hope it never ends. I don’t want to be the one to tell you. I don’t want to be the one.


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Pullstring

VOL. II – Track 3



Put me in a box on the shelf. Send me to hell, might as well. Ain’t no bubbles in my spell. I’ve made it as clear as the ding on a bell. What do you want? Should I yell? And just as quick as your love rose than fell, how long will it last? Only time will tell. Well, hell. What you see don’t come from me.Your reality pulls my strings, makes me sing. My legs are from your childhood. My ribs are from your mother’s drawer. You’ve got my pull string by the cord. I’m your puppet, your princess, you’re just bored. What you see don’t come from me. Your reality pulls my strings, makes me sting. I thought if I loaded the gun of love I could dodge any bullet without a shrug. But when I awake from the hurricane, the gun in my hand is just my brain. No such thing as the gun of love.


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We Are Grown Ups

VOL. II – Track 4



I’m tired of being so mature. I wanna act like an asshole (and) punch all the fools who write me off then call me up when they need a haircut. They’re lucky I don’t put their shit on blast. They’re lucky I have so much class. I guess a muse to you is to use my name at your meetings. The profession you’ve chosen is wrong for you. Glad I got you laid. Looks like your doing well these days. Oh wait, I’m just kidding. Can’t you picture me grinning? Oh, I’ll just lay here useful for you. Yeah, I’ll smile while you pull the trigger. You’re lucky I don’t put your shit on blast. You’re lucky I have so much fucking class. I heard around the block you told them all I wrote you off and if only it was true then maybe they’d believe you. By the time your apology came through I wanted nothing to do with you. Paranoia lives in my inbox.


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Wise Gal

VOL. II – Track 5



Looked down the hallway to the mirror noticed all those stretch marks from when I was 15 and I smoked too much weed. Those marks remind me of scars behind me. Now that I’m wiser I know it was just an opportunity to grow and be on my own but not alone. Those marks are mine and they don’t pay no fines. Ahhh I should’ve known better! I asked for sugar when I should’ve been making bread. I was afraid of my demons but now we’re hanging. Don’t want to be with you man, I want to be in the band. Now here’s a lighter toke an antidote for your ego stroke. We are not prisoners just frays in the rope. Braid those frays, keep it all contained. I am a wise gal shoulda told you, woulda told you if you would’ve listened to me speaking about all my dreaming. Aw that’s okay, I only know my half of the half. Ahhh I should’ve known better. I asked for sugar when I should’ve been making bread. I was afraid of my demons but now we’re shaking hands. Don’t want to be with you man, I want to be in the band. I asked for honey when I shoulda been making that money. I wasted time riding shotgun with boys in their buggies. Don’t wanna be with you man I wanna be in the band. Whatcha gonna do with those bees in your bonnet? Oh sweet Jesus, I think they’re hornets. Maybe you’ll get lucky and they’ll still make honey. Give it to your monkey, it’ll be so nice 🙂 I asked for sugar when I should’ve been making bread. I was afraid of my demons but now we’re best friends. Don’t want to be with you man, I want to be in the band. I asked for sugar. I asked for sugar. I should’ve taken it, just like you took it.


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Super Bullshit

VOL. II – Track 6



Put your loneliness away. I don’t wanna listen to your diction. All of those things that you said, they all came back around my way. I don’t wanna fight, I don’t wanna fight. I don’t wanna fight. I don’t wanna listen to you. Put your ego away. What has it been telling you? That you’re being mistreated and you won’t be defeated. What if we all acted like you? We’d all be heathens. Kicking around and screaming. What if we all acted like you? What if we all needed someone to hold our hands? Make our plan, cut our hair so we can keep looking cool. You and I both know. I don’t want to fight, I don’t feel nothing inside. You and I both know. I don’t want to fight, I don’t feel nothing inside. You and I both know. I don’t want to fight, I don’t feel nothing inside. You and I both know. I don’t want to fight, I don’t feel nothing inside. Silly sad Scotty said he couldn’t be bothered. You and I both know. I don’t want to fight, I don’t feel nothing inside. You and I both know. I don’t want to fight, I don’t feel nothing inside. You and I both know.


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Water Sign

VOL. II – Track 7



Most times I feel like a bat out of hell. They referred to me as a firecracker. I’m living in my personal hell, I don’t need your ammunition. Everybody says “oh, I can tell”. Can only see my own vision. That one time I was a rowdy sheeter. I did it my sentence it was cruel but I finished it. While I was in my private cell, I didn’t need your demolition. Everybody says “oh, I can tell, she got the key to her own prison.” Feeling like an experiment. Ooooh. Being a part of your experience. Oooh. We are not born serial killers. She’s dark she’s dark, got light in her heart. She’s dark she’s dark, got light in her heart. She’s dark she’s dark, got light in her heart. She’s a water sign boiling to the top. She’s a water sign boiling to the top. Take the pot off!


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Real Life for the Most Part

VOL. II – Track 8   



I’ll fix it up in practice. Bring it to you in a package. Leaving multifaceted takes courage to be passive. Still you shatter my magic, toss the keys to the casket and I captured the flag and recited the alphabet backwards. Place my head on your lap and tell me I’m attractive. A look that is classic. Or a case in a basket. Matter fact got shafted took me years to moves past it. Now I’m more elastic and I lead the crowd laughing. Real life for the most part. Real life for the most part. Real life for the most part. Real life for the most part. While you pet me in your daydream, I am only saying what you make me say. I’d be a best friend in a heartbeat but reality is keeping us away. Don’t blame me, I’m a bastard. Baby-boomer plastic. You know I never asked for this. To be born is so tragic. Before you think about leaving a message in the comment section, just recall that we are all celebrated actresses. Real life for the most part. Real life for the most part. Real life for the most part. Real life for the most part.


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Friendly Fire

VOL. II – Track 9    



Courage for dreaming, may I borrow your feelings? Save me from landscapes. Dark circles on my face like trophies in a display case. Underdogs will go down the rabbit hole. Lost the baby but you can carry a tune from here to the interstate with messages to help appropriate. Fire fire fire fire. Mother’s words say to worship a King but Mother’s movements say do your damn thing. Now I’m teaching mother how to think out loud. Mother Mary took the time to know the distance between her and herself. Fire fire fire fire. Whistlin’ dixie, don’t be blind. (You) can’t live something to make it come true. Be careful with a honeymoon in mind. Cause of death : strangled by the truth. Friendly fire. Friendly fire. Friendly fire.


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Goddess

VOL. II – Track 10



I couldn’t compose myself even after we kissed I still missed you. How evil this beauty is? Look but cannot touch. Like a lover I cannot fuck. Tell me what I’m feeling is right. I forgot power felt like. How true you shine, like when Vali speaks her mind. You’re the Goddess in my shrine, divine. Please bring your light. I forgot what your love felt like. Won’t spoil my appetite on the fight. Swim in our magical mushaboom, just a quarter of the Moon but I fully feel you. Your mouth is where I want to be, black curls behind your ears, my only fear is he leaving. Those first class red-eyes may keep you safe but my love is your stage. Give the people what they want, pieces of you for their peace of mind. Home my fly, soon I’ll be fine. The peoples piece I leave behind. Please save some of that light. I forgot with your love felt like. Don’t want to spoil my appetite on the flight.


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Must Be Nice

VOL. II – Track 11   



Must be nice to be able to choose what is best for me and more importantly what is best for you. Must be nice to have a supported plan. Why do you think you’re always right? Oh that’s right, you’re a straight, white man. I said it must be nice to be assured and calm. You walked right into a room everybody takes a seat in your palm. Not me babe. Must be nice to not feel the bleed. You can’t relate, puritan masturbation, you come in your sleep. Must be nice to stand when you pee. Why don’t you stand up at the border instead of power tripping minorities? Must be nice to have all the money in the world. Sad for you your priorities are warped, you can even get a girl. Must be nice to have all the power. Oh but don’t lose the key to the patriarchy, then you’ll just be a coward. Must be nice to have an education. Don’t forget to dot the “i” when you crucify us for our lesser situation. Must be nice to sit back, relax and follow. If you don’t understand what I’m saying man, then you are the problem. I don’t mean to patronize the patriarchy but I’m just saying, I’m just singing… It must be nice. Female is the futuristic way of thinking. Don’t call me a statistic or say I’m wishful thinking. Ain’t drinking your Kool-Aid of lies. Won’t hide or abide by the rules only made for and by rulers. So we fight then we cry then we fight then we cry then we fight then we cry. And for you must be nice.


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