LES INEDITES

 

Superstar wonderful weirdos - Death of Cinderella - King of intimidation -

(She gave me a wink) Pray for peace - I don't know (the weekend song) -

Gorgeous - A year like this one - Pollyanna flower - Uninvited -

These are the thoughts - London - Still - Awakening americans - Symptoms

 

 

1 Superstar wonderful weirdos

Sarah's only 10 and she's attracted to older men and they seem to like her back

But she's intelligent

Billy's a football star and he drives around in his muscle car

But he really really wants to be a ballerina

And he wonders who am I?

Who am I?

And he wants to be a man, but he doesn't understand

It's alright to be what he wants

I'm calling all superstar wonderful weirdos

Can you hear me call tonight

I know you're alone in your world full of fear though

But the more you run the harder it is to hide

 

Well, Johnny studies rockets with his plastic protected pockets

So his pen don't leak out upon the floor

Where Jenny's rolling and she scared of growing

'Cause she is 5 feet taller than the girl next door

And she wonders who am I?

What the hell am I?

And she's got a lot to offer but she doesn't look like Cindy Crawford

And it makes her cry

I'm calling her superstar wonderful weirdos

Can you hear me call tonight

I know you're alone in your world full of fear though

But the more you run the harder it is to hide

 

It's a total rejection of the system

It's the honest opinion for the very first time

It's a different position of living

And it's time that you made up your minds

I'm calling all superstar wonderful weirdos

Can you hear me call tonight

I'm calling all superstar wonderful weirdos

Can you hear me call tonight

I know you're alone in your world full of fear though

But the more you run the harder it is to hide

I'm calling all superstar wonderful weirdos

Can you hear me call ?

Can you hear me call tonight?

I'm calling all superstar wonderful weirdos

 

2 Death of Cinderella

I'm wise and ambitious

And angry and free

And smart and available

And sexy...

I'm soft and appealing

And wearing pajamas

And twisted and willing

And crazy...

 

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella

She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella

Who can use her

And it's all you could do not to throw her on the floor

 

And thought-provoking

And opinionated

Cultured and funny

And experienced...

Fearless and tender

And sweetly innocent

Uninhibited

Likes a good debates

 

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella

She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella

Who can use her

And it's all you could do not to tie her to the bed

 

I could fall in love a million times before I die

You could draw me a bubble bath

We could walk into the sunset...

 

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella

She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella

Who can use her

And it's all you could do not to keep her sober

 

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella

I'd grow to be a maid if I couldn't find a fella

Who can use me

And it's all you could do not to kick me in the ass

 

3 King of intimidation

(commentaire : The women of this family seem to feel that they owe to the men of the family to look relaxed, rested, and attractive at dinnertime)

For you they live in a quiet monastery

For you they wear whatever you want them to as long as it is short

They count to ten when you tell them how to drive

And when they're afraid they let you speak for them

 

All hail the king of intimidation

Mocker of good Christian behavior

 

For you we wax, we skin, chicken our legs

For you we chew our nails if we had any left buy fake ones to do it

We counted to ten temporarily

And it was somethin' about how you talk down to me

 

All hail the king of intimidation

Mocker of good Christian behavior

 

The roles of compromising for the family you don't want some

There's only so much wa can do to make your dress short

 

I am single

I am weary

You're just jealous

You're just confused

You're just hungry

You're in sin now

You're not happy

Your are petty

 

All hail the king of intimidation

Mocker of good Christian behavior

He knows not of what he has wrongly done

So forgive his ignorant behavior

 

You are tortured

You are captured

You are busted

You are silent

You were tested

You knew better

You are lonely

Was is worth it?

 

la, la, la

 

4 (She gave me a wink) Pray for peace

I pray for peace

They require me to kick into high gear

We may as well have you Ph. D's

What we compose was never taken into account

 

I pray they let out or talk it out

She would give me a wink across the room

I would've made a really good lawyer

I had a really good strategy for putting things back on the wall of the holder

 

Thank God it was the god damned wall

We would have to hide all our valuables

Who would calm my mother down?

Who would calm me down once I talked her through it?

 

My mother and I were the official peacemakers

It was a full-time job

I would sent my mother directly to bed

Do not collect 200

We'd talk about 5 AM when I'd visite her 5 years later

 

We would pray for peace

It was perfectly familiar and comfortable

 

5 I don't know (the weekend song)

Monday morning is not monday morning till Taylor has his coffee

Friday night is not friday night till Jessie leaves the room sweaty

Tuesday morning is not tuesday morning till Nick has his talk with his son

Thursday night is not thursday night till Chris has sex with his bass

 

Come on to the weekend

Cause the weekend I'll get by

Hold off till the weekend

Cause there's too much time bein' merily nice guys

 

Tuesday morning is wednesday afternoon when you cry all night

Wednesday early we fall into what I'll call Phil-a-del-ph-i-a

Thursday morning is not thursday morning till one of us says

How's your life?

How's your life?

Yeah how's your life?

How's your life?

 

Come on to the weekend

Cause the weekend I'll get by

Hold off till the weekend

Cause there's too much time to think and not much time to cry

Hold off till the weekend

Cause the weekend we'll be high

Hold off till the weekend

Cause we may look tired, but we'll get by

 

What if there were no more mama's boys

What if no one shared their humble appearance

What if there were no more arguments

Well that'd be a shame

And that'd be impossible

And you would be bored

Cause you wouldn't want it any other way

 

Hold on till the weekend

Cause the weekend I'll get by

Hold off till the weekend

Cause we may look scared, but we're really nice guys

Hold off till the weekend

Cause the weekend I'll get high

Hold off till the weekend

Cause we may look free but we surely will get by

 

What if there were no more mama's boys

What if we all had no thinking together

Well that'd be a shame

And that'd be impossible

Cause you would be bored

Cause you wouldn't want it any other way

 

6 Gorgeous

Testosterone in large amounts

Your little sister just kick out of

God you can't shave your head

Come to the show

The boys they rock harder

Your mother lent you her slip

She lent you her bright red lipstick

And your shoes are hurting your back

But boy don't you look gorgeous

 

You look gorgeous

You look gorgeous

You look gorgeous

How you look gorgeous

 

This is but an observation

You put a bullet in your foot

You make it hard for us bitches inconsequential in your back bends

And your taste in men leaves something to be desired

You love them to be aloof and self obsessed

They love you in your mini-dress

 

You are looking gorgeous

You are looking gorgeous

You are looking gorgeous

How you look gorgeous

 

When your voice is raised above a certain level

I'm afraid you must go to the ladies room

I left your competence in curlers

 

You look gorgeous

You look gorgeous

You're looking gorgeous

How you look gorgeous

 

...

 

7 A year like this one

After a year like this one

I'm surprised I do not hate your guts

And after a year like this one

I'm surprised I still love music just as much

And after a year like this one

I'm surprised I did not eat my arm

And after a year like this one

I'm sorry if I'm not cordial to everyone

 

...

 

After a year like this one

I'm surprised I am convinced at all

And after a year like this one

I do not roll my eyes at the cynical

And after a year like this one

I can't help wonder how they've been

After a year like this one

I think I'll leave it all to my next-of-kin

 

...

 

After a year like this one

I'm surprised we're all not raving drunks

And after a year like this one

I want you to choose the restaurant

After a year like this one

I'll need a good whole 16 months alone

And after a year like this one

I think I'll make the west coast beaches my new home

 

...

 

8 Pollyanna flower

(Through you I see us)

Between a broken nose and a fake smile

Between piety and gun powder

Between fighting and fleeing the scene

Between murder and the normalacy

Between aggression and oblivion

Between brutal and realistically well bahaved

Between screaming and pulling in the reins

Between tiptoeing and ambling

 

What am I to do with all this fire? (I'd like to hate you but I could never hate you)

Why are you still with me in this red space? (I'd like to slap you but I could never slap you)

 

Between violence and silently seething

Between my fist and my polyanna flower

Between forgetting your face and it's alright

Between war and denial

 

Between violence and silently seething

Between my fist and my polyanna flower

Between forgetting your face and it's alright

Between war and denial

 

Between flying vases and secretly weeping

Between loose cannons and ever down playing

Between bruises and nobly deferring

Between bursting and boiling

 

What am I to do with all this burning? (I'd like to hurt you but I could never hurt you)

Do I overwhelm you in this place? (I'd like to kill you but I could never kill you)

 

Between violence and silently seething

Between my fist and my pollyana flower

Between forgetting your face and it's alright

Between war and denial

 

Between violence and silently seething

Between my fist and my polyanna flower

Between forgetting your face and it's alright

Between war and denial

 

What am I to do with all this fire?

Can you understand me in this place?

 

PEACE

 

9 UNINVITED

 

Like anyone would be

I am flattered by your fascination with me

Like any hotblooded woman

I have simply wanted an object to crave

But you you're not allowed

You're uninvited

An unfortunate slight

 

Must be strangely exciting

To watch the stoic squirm

Must be somewhat heartening

To watch shepperd meet shepperd

But you you're not allowed

You're uninvited

An unfortunate slight

 

Like any uncharted territory

I must seem greatly intriguing

You speak of my love like

You have experienced love like mine before

But this is not allowed

You're uninvited

.......

 

I don't think you unworthy

I need a moment to deliberate

 

10 These are the thoughts

These are the thoughts that go through my head

In my backyard on a sunday afternoon

When I have the house to myself

And I am not expending all that energy on fighting with my boyfriend

 

Is he the one that I will marry?

Then why is it so hard to be objective about myself?

Why do I feel celulary alone? Am I supposed to live in this crazy city?

Can blindly continued fear induce regurgitated life denying tradition be overcome?

 

Where does the money go that I send to those in need?

If we have so much, why do some people have nothing still I do?

I feel frantic when I first wake up in the morning

Why do you say you are spiritual?

Yet you treat people like shit

 

How can you say we're close to God?

And yet you talk behind my back as though I'm not a part of you

Why do you say you're fine when it's obvious you are not?

Why is it so hard to tell you what I want?

Why can't you just read my mind?

 

Why do I fear that the quieter I am the less you will listen?

Why do I care whether you like me or not?

Why is it so hard for me to be angry?

Why is it such work to stay conscious and so easy to get stuck and not the other way around?

 

Will I ever move back to Canada again?

Can I be with a lover with whom I am a student and a master?

Why am I encouraged to shut my mouth when it gets too close to home?

Why cannot I live in the moment?

 

11 London

Bougainvilleas fall into the pool

The hardshell bugs bite my forearm

My right index fingernail chewed to the quick

My cervix is a long scanner

My sprinklers go off at 6 PM each day

And sometimes they spray unsuspecting visitors

My pimples are gooses all over my legs

My brow is furrowed and my vision blurred

And how I do love London

And how I do love London

 

The birds make guttural sounds and protect me

My friends come to visit and love me a lot

I don't have the energy to fill them in

I am like flight attendants on a twelve hour flight

And how I do love London

And how I do love London

 

I am intriguied by the boys with the androgonus songs

Sometimes they rhyme sometimes they rhyme not

The steam will smell of eucalyptus in the shower

The hug will feel forced upon you and your inconsolable thing

And how I do love London

And how I do love London

 

Deep breaths will not make my brain stand still

To be loved and swallowed are single and depraved

I love speaking french to the taxi drivers

We slept and were cold on the train out of France

And how I do love London

And how I do love London

 

12 Still

I am the harm that you're inflicted

I am your brilliance and frustration

I'm the nuclear bomb if they're to hit

I'm your immaturaty and your indignance

 

I am your misfits and your praised

I am your doubt and your conviction

I am your charity and your rape

I am your grasping and expectation

 

I see you averting your glances

I see you cheering on the war

I see you ignoring your children

And I love you still

And I love you still

 

I am your joy and your regret

I am your fury and your elation

I am your yearning and your sweat

I am your faithless and your religion

 

I see you altering history

I see you abusing the land

I see you and your selective amnesia

And I love you still

And I love you still

 

I see you averting your glances

I see you cheering on the war

I see you ignoring your children

And I love you still

And I love you still

I see you altering history

I see you abusing the land

I see you and your selective amnesia

And I love you still

And I love you still

 

I am your tragedy and your fortune

I am your crisis and delight

I am your profits and your prophets

I am your art, I am your bytes

I am your death and your decisions

I am your passions and your plights

I am your sickness and convalescence

I am your weapons and your light

 

I see you holding your grudges

I see you gunning them down

I see you silencing your sisters

And I love you still

And I love you still

I see you lie to your country

I see you forcing them out

I see you blaming each other

And I love you still

And I love you still

 

I see you holding your grudges

I see you gunning them down

I see you silencing your sisters

And I love you still

And I love you still

I see you lie to your country

I see you forcing them out

I see you blaming each other

And I love you still

And I love you still

 

13 Awakening americans

We watch movies of murder and we censor the breast

Give thanks for the murders of Chris Columbus

We kill our own and we vote for the men

The lesser of evils and us starring in the role of victim

 

I wonder how we'd change if we can in this land

I wonder how many mountains we'd move if we band together

Us priveleged Americans

 

We pass our revisions onto the next generation

We kneel to the gods of corporation

We eat when we're full and we hoard all the rest

With our hands on remotes we say 'yes, we're the best'

 

I wonder what we'd change in this land cause we can

Even with western centricity this rampant

Us ugly Americans

 

Tied are not my hands

But seeing strangers and enemies is part of me,

Is real

For me, this awakening Canadian

 

We teach our offspring for themselves, every man

We shrug our shoulders and create yet another 'ism'

We dissuade our young from using their imagination

We avert our eyes from this our very own manifestation

 

I wonder what will change in this land, cuz we can

I wonder how many mouths we'd fill if we band together

Us awakening Americans

 

14 Symptoms

a missile sent today killed only 3

the rest were saved they're far enough away

to not really feel the direct effect on me

they caught him today based riciculously on his race

they weren't sure he even did it

but they needed a random face

 

all these symptoms symptoms are simpler cuz

i've had moments in my life when I've contributed by believing we are

separate we are separate

disconnected in this unity

 

he won today smug self-satisfaction on his face

he blew the others out of the water

he said and was glad they were disgraced

 

all these symptoms symptoms are simpler cuz

i've had moments in my life when I've contributed by believing we are

separate we are separate

disconnected in this unity

 

he stole what he could he only had minutes before he'd be caught

he justified every penny taken by blaming the gap between the rich and rich not

 

all these symptoms symptoms are simpler cuz

i've had moments in my life when I've contributed by believing we are

separate we are separate

disconnected in this unity

separate we are separate

disconnected in this unity