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Flowers
02:24
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Smell the flowers while you can
Wojnarowicz once did say
For all the women and the fags
Murdered by the FDA
Feel no guilt in your desire
Feel no guilt in your desire
Enraged by what they did to you
Enraged by what they still do
KNOW THAT IT STILL HAPPENS NOW
AND KNOW YOUR HISTORY
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE EXPENDABLES
IN EVERY FUCKING COUNTRY
How to get away with murder
Stick your fingers in your ears
Claim to be a moral saviour
And hope the bodies disappear
Feel no guilt in your desire
Feel no guilt in your desire
Enraged by what they did to you
Enraged by what they still do
CHORUS
And in my dreams I crawl across freshly cropped lawns, past your dogs and your cars and your guardians and the things that leave you feeling comfortable and safe and I will crawl through the smallest cracks in the bricks of the walls to your building and I will climb your stairs and go to your bedroom where you lie sleeping and I will wake you and I will welcome you to this bad dream
Arghh!
In your head you can fuck without a rubber
In your head set congressmen on fire
Feel no guilt in your desire
Become 16 feet tall
Pissing on hypocrites below
Pissing on hypocrites below
Feel no guilt in your desire
Enraged by what they did to you
Enraged by what they still do
CHORUS x2
All I can feel is the pressure
Waiting to snap
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2. |
Green Day
01:55
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I was a queer teenager in the mid 90s
Jerking off to Rage Against the Machine protest PMRC
I was a queer teenager and I didnāt wanna be
Terrified to catch the eyes of the girl the year above me
NOW WE ARENāT WOUNDED ANIMALS
WEāRE NOT OBJECTS OF PITY
FUCK POSITIVE ROLE MODELS
FAKE PLACES OF SAFETY
GOT NO TIME FOR YOUR CONDESCENSION
FEAR IS WHAT I GREW UP IN
YOU KNOW THAT THEREāS NO PROTECTION
IN ALL OF HUMAN CONNECTION
I was a queer teenager I was a boy I was a girl
Learned about who I was through the medium of slurs
Hiding in the library in case they ever came for me
Wondering if Iād earned it or if the worldās just sadistic
CHORUS
I was a 90ās teenager told to fear dykes, fags, HIV
Putting out for all the boys to prove my heterosexuality
Sneaking out to gay bars, too insecure to fuck
In the toilets throwing up, part of me will never grow up
CHORUS
I was a queer teenager in the mid 90s
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3. |
Gilmore Girls
03:06
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Iāve done things that would make John Waters blush
But I feel sick when I hear about your love
Is there something I maybe might have missed
Shouldnāt the essence of your being be suppressed
When youāre with your parents shouldnāt you just lie
About what youāre doing and who and why
Maybe Iām just old-fashioned
But I die inside when you say sheās your best friend
I die inside when you say sheās your best friend
HOW CAN YOU BE THAT INTIMATE
WITH SOME BODY WHO SHARES THE SAME BLOOD?
FAMILIES ARE FOR HIDING FROM
IāM NOT JUDGEMENTAL I JUST THINK ITāS WRONG
HOW CAN YOU BE THAT INTIMATE
WITH SOME BODY WHO SHARES THE SAME BLOOD?
THE THOUGHT OF YOUR BOND MAKES ME FEEL PUT UPON
IāM NOT JUDGEMENTAL I JUST THINK ITāS WRONG
Iāve done things that would make my parents cry
Our arrangementās always been deny deny deny
Some might say this is all my own stuff
But your friendship makes me wanna chuck
What kind of teenager doesnāt run away
When their mother asks about their day
Some might say with family you shouldnāt be alone
But where will you go if youāve got nothing to run from
Where will you go if youāve got nothing to run from
CHORUS
Youāre so close too close for comfort
Youāre so close where are your secrets?
Youāre so close why donāt you hate it
Why donāt you feel violated?
CHORUS
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4. |
Endings
02:10
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Pull me close
But Iām mercenary
And you hug me so tight
I cannot breathe
Start it up
Turn and flee
Repeat repeat
Until infinity
MUST NOT BE TOO REVEALING
DONāT FEEL GOOD UNLESS IāM LEAVING
HONEST, AM I HONEST?
PEOPLE THINK THAT IāM SO HONEST
EVERYONE I KNOW SAYS THINGS WILL GET BETTER
EVERYONE I KNOW SAYS THINGS WILL GET BETTER
IāM NOT SOā
Iām thirteen
Emotionally
Want everything now
Simultaneously
Fuck it up
Say sorry
Nothing left
But bullshit sensitivity
CHORUS
Donāt know how to finish
But I sure know how to leave
Cos nothing works
The way it does in my dreams
You know I hate to be alone
But I donāt work well on teams
Cos no one does
The things they do in my dreams
Pull me close
But Iām mercenary
And you hug me so tight
I cannot breathe
Start it up
Turn and flee
Repeat repeat
Until infinity
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Twinken Park London, UK
Flaming queer and transsexual punk trio. Second EP, 'Flowers' is OUT NOW! containing four songs of snarling rage, dark humour and filthy power chords from a band with its head stuck somewhere between 1990 and 2001
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