27 de março de 2011

The Mansion Song

I fancy the hip rock 'n roll scene-ster. I wanna be fucked and then rolled over, 'cause iIm an independant woman of the 21st century. No time for nits, I want sex and abortuary.

I read Glamour and The Guardian.
I like flowers, and I'm hardian.
I take cocaine.

I don't give a fuck about her, I want your name. I can get fucked like the best of men, like the worst of pain, inflicted on another young girl again; impressed by another Guitar Hero: he's a top score and you're a zero!

You fall hard, cut quick and it's an STD, a cut knee. You're a side of stage grasp, a laugh, an after-show party in a bath. Fucked and expected to be fucked, a gasp from an uninformed intruder, the crowd go wild and things get ruder and they're already out of hand and there's no one here to take your hand. You were just a whole that lacked passion, another undignified product of society.

That girl shoulda been a mansion.

-Kate Nash