The End of Poverty

TOMBOYFRIEND

Lyrics by Ryan Kamstra

It didn't work out

And nobody wants you

You done this to yourself

You're a squeegee

A ratfink

A landslide

We'll be free in the city soon

And the tranny

At the party

His girlfriends gone

Scoring coke from a John

And she's a longgone babydoll

In a mod gown

And they're down down on the state

Down with all this good new shit

Never been to Paris

Never been innocent

If that touch that's in your skin don't feel

And you're both nakid as peelers

If don't teach

And you've tried

If it don't reach

And you've tried

If the night that's on these city heights

Don't light

And they trash talk the DJ

If it don't beat

When it don't beat

And it don't beat

Down, down tall building

Down small building

Down, down little house

Down big house

Down, down city block

Down gridlock

Down, down commuter's Lane

Dumb brain

If the night that's on these city heights

Don't light

And they trash talk the Dj

If it don't beat

And it don't beat

And it don't beat

Woke up spooned but alone

In bed with "whatever"

Stoned and incontinent

On a feather

What the rub is

What success is

Struggle so hard

For a petty theft of affection

And finally find

You're totally ordinary

We'll be free in the city soon

You were a smash

A pony

A headcase

Success can make things harder

Success can make things cold

Hunger still makes your undershorts

Success has made a failure of our home

From the galaxy of gutenberg

To the videodrome

Where the tweens and teens

They want to rock and moan

They want to pierce their sex

And feel their feet

But the music don't beat

And sludge it wants to soar . . . .

To soar

Johnny rode the rocket

Rocket Johnny through the thriller

Through the killer, through the trains, through the pain

He knows the constables are gangsters

That he'll have to blow away

For his eleventh birthday

He hopes for a gun

A pair of headphones

Every girl his age who has a crush on him

And if the songbird that's in her throat don't sing

If the thought that's in his head don't work

And he is there but he don't speak it

He sayz if you got the money honey

I gots the disease

And she says - Johnny - you got big eyes

You ain't never caught a rabbit

Never, never caught a rabbit

And you ain't no friend of mine

And streetcars

And the movies

And DJS

And his mama

Gonna make it

With the bank clerks

Doop doop doop doop doop doop doop doop

If there is no water

There's no water

Then you don't have a sister

And she don't have no brother

And they never go to school

To be librarian or teacher

And there's vacation

On every billboard

But the homies don't eat

music on every station

Of the radio

But the music don't beat

And if the music don't beat

Let me down easy, then

Chorus

*(nursery song)

Down down baby doll

Down doll baby

Down down baby doll

Down doll baby

Repeat to fade