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Bikini Kill Album


Pussy Whipped (1994)
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A-E-I I don't owe you nothing
Nothing
Nada, nunca
nothing, never
I don't fit into yr dumb words
Language is memory pushing through my skin
Bloody memory that filters everything

Blood is one
Heart is two
My pussy is three, three
That makes you four

Peace, love and equality
Yr terms
I don't fit into those words
Yr alphabet is spelled with my blood
Yr alphabet is spilled with our blood
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

I don't understand
I don't understand

. . .


She is me
I am her
She is me
I am her
Siamese twins connected at the cunt
HeartBrainHeartBrainHeartBrainLungGut
I want to kill her
But it might kill me

"Feminist"
"Dyke" "Whore"
I'm so pretty
ALIEN

She wants me, she wants me to got to the mall
She wants me to put the pretty, pretty lipstick on
She wants me to be like her
She wants me to be like her
I want to kill her
But I'm afraid it might kill me

"Feminist"
"Dyke" "Whore"
Pretty, pretty
ALIEN

And all I really wanted to know
Who was me and who is she
I guess I'll never know

. . .


you don't own me
(fuck)
you don't own me
(fuck)
you don't own me
(fuck)
you don't own me
you don't own me
you hold me down, you hold me down,
you hold me down like a magnet
and this is not all that i am
no this is not my name
i've got the love that's strong not weak
i've got the love that's strong not weak

. . .


I did over time the magasin
I dream about being with you
we can't hear a word they say
least of time we're on the world today
I know it's cold outside
but weather together I got nothing to hide
forever I will never let you down
it can rain on our side of town
you'll be swept from my head
tell me we're not better now
wipe the sheets from my bed
cause I need time just to see where we are

. . .


These are my tits, yeah.
And this is my ass.
And these are my legs:
Watch them walk fuckin' away.
These are long nails to scratch out yr eyes.

You are not the victim,
Though you'd like to make it that way.
Pretty girls all gather round,
To hear yr side of things.

Yeah, yr side of things.
Yr sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shining path.

These are my ruby red lips,
The better to suck you dry.
These are my long red nails,
The better to scratch our yr eyes.

I am sorry I am soo nice to you.

HandKNIFEhandKNIFEhandKNIFE

Blah... blah... blah.
All you do is destroy.
All you do is fuck up.
All you ever do is take.
TAKEtakeTAKEtakeTAKEtakeTAKE!

. . .


Take out a piece of paper
Put your name up in the corner
Take out a piece of paper
Write everything down
Then you can read it back to me
And maybe you can hurt me
You can read it back to me
Maybe you could know something
About me, about me, about me

Take out a piece of paper
Put your name up in the corner
Take out a piece of paper
Write everything down
Then you can read it back to me
And maybe you can hurt me
You can read it back to me
Maybe you could know something
About me, about me, about me

If you are gonna look at me
I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me
I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me
I am gonna get a prize

Oh tell me so, I wanna know
Oh tell me so, I wanna know
And don't stall, tell me now
Oh shower stall, and I fell down, down
Down down down

If you are gonna look at me
I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me
I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me
I am gonna get a prize

Oh tell me so

. . .


O, baby, I want ya
You're so fuckin' big
You're so big and hard
You've got such a big cock
Push it in deeper now
O, deeper, harder
I'm almost cummin'
I'm almost cummin'
O, sugar!
I can almost reach my mouth, now, now
Sugar
I'm a self-fulfilling porno queen, yeah
I mimic out your ever' fuckin' fantasy yeah, yeah
You know, you know
In my head, I'm on my knees
O, baby
Why don't I ever get my
Sugar?
What are you afraid of?
Who are you afraid of?
What are you afraid of?
Who are you afraid of?
O, sugar!
I won't play girl to your boy no more
Sugar
I want mine right here, right now
Baby, sugar
I can almost reach it now, now, now
Sugar

. . .


He said he wanted to
Just touch you
He said he wanted to
JUST TOUCH YOU

Star bellied boy
Different from the rest
Yr sooo different from the rest
Prove yr different from the rest
Yr no fucking different from the rest

(I only wanted to believe we are all free)

And then he said, "Why won't you fuck me?"
And then he said, "Do me, do me, do me."
And then he said, "I'll be yr boyfriend."
And then I said...
"Why
Do
I
Cry
Every
Time
That
I
Cum?"

I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't cum.
I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't cum.
I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't cum.
I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't cum.

Why?

. . .


Hello hello hello hello
Hello hello hello hello
Hello hello hello hello
Hello hello
Where is your next show? In Honolulu
where is your next show? In Honolulu
Where is your next show? In Honolulu
Where is your next show? In Honolulu
Do we get to go there for free?
Do we get to go there for free?
Do we get to go there for free?
Oh yes we do, but not with you.
(repeat)

Oh Everett true, who are you?
Who is gonna put in our tape-deck,
Who is gonna carry the bass-amp,
Who is gonna buy us a van?

It could be you,
It will come ture, oh.

. . .


That girl thinks she's the queen of the neighborhood
She's got the hottest dyke in town
That girl she holds her head up so high
I think I wanna be her best friend, yeah

Rebel girl, rebel girl
Rebel girl, you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, rebel girl
I think I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes

When she talks, I hear the revolution
In her hips, there's revolutions
When she walks, the revolution's coming
In her kiss, I taste the revolution!

Rebel girl, rebel girl
Rebel girl, you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, rebel girl
I know I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes

That girl thinks she's the queen of the neighborhood
I got news for you, she is!
They say she's a slut but I know
She is my best friend yeah

Rebel girl, rebel girl
Rebel girl, you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, rebel girl
I know I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes

Love you like a sister, always
Soul sister, rebel girl
Come and be my best friend
Really, rebel girl
I really like you, I really wanna be
Your best friend, be my rebel girl

. . .


They want to buy the look of my abuse
They want to use my blood to color their perfume
Get out of me
I know
Go go go
Just like a starfish
My legs will soon grow back
I'll just be ten times stronger
Each time that you attack me

. . .


Past the billboards and the magazines
I dream about being with you
We can't hear word they say
Let's pretend we own the world today
I know it's cold outside
But when we're together I got nothing to hide
Hold on tight I will never let you down
It can't rain on our side of town
Wipe the sweat from my hair
Tell me we're not better off
Wipe the tears from my face
The sunnyside of the street where we are

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