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Pronouns
00:52
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(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, motherfucker!)
Say the goddamn pronouns, motherfucker
Say the goddamn pronouns
Say the goddamn pronouns, motherfucker
Or I’ll cut your eyes out
There’s an expectation that you’ll respect
If I’m he, she, they, or ze
If you don’t say what I tell you to say
Then I’ll kick in your fuckin’ teeth
(Suck a motherfucking cock)
My gender can be a bicycle
If I fucking want it to be
If you think that sounds ridiculous
You can drink my fucking pee
You invented a box to put people in
Based on if they got a dick
If you insist that this bullshit needs to exist
Then I’ll do what I want with it
What the fuck are your pronouns, motherfucker?
Say your goddamn pronouns
I don’t care if you’re cis, motherfucker
Tell everyone your pronouns
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2. |
Class Struggle
02:59
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I don't give a shit about the rules
That let us be who we wanna be
Cause it don't mean fuck
We're allowed to suck cock
When the cops knock knock
For probation fees that never were paid
Those motherfuckers took away my friends
Those motherfuckers caught us all on tape
Cause we didn't have the cash
And we couldn't pay the fash
They can show up in a flash
No we’ll never be free while they
Givin’ our employers the control of our faces
And gentrifyin’ away all our spaces
Value our lives less than those of racists
Put us in the hospital for complications
Queer lib is class struggle
Unless you're livin’ in an airtight bubble
Seize the means on the double
If you got the money, honey, you're in trouble
Look out
I don't care that the labor board
Says it's A-OK to be gay
When they shout, "get out"
You don't got no clout
They don't need a fuckin’ reason
They can say whatever they gonna say
I don’t care that the police
Carry rainbows in our parades
Cause they’ll be sent to take down all our flags
As soon as their bosses want to put us in body bags
Givin’ our employers the control of our faces
And gentrifyin’ away all our spaces
Value our lives less than those of racists
Put us in the hospital for complications
Queer lib is class struggle
Unless you're livin’ in an airtight bubble
Seize the means on the double
If you got the money, honey, you're in trouble
Look out
We’re only free to be you and me to the degree
Capital and the state consent
We only live our lives and we can only thrive
Within the boundaries they have set
They’ll only leave us alone to do what they condone
And only till they raise our rent
We’re only free to be you and me to the degree
Capital and the state consent
Queer lib is class struggle
Unless you're livin’ in an airtight bubble
Seize the means on the double
If you got the money, honey, you're in trouble
Look out
Queer lib is class struggle
Unless you're livin’ in an airtight bubble
Seize the means on the double
If you got the money, honey, you're in trouble
Look out
Queer liberation is class struggle
No money, no freedom
Queer liberation is class struggle
They can take it away until we make them pay
Queer liberation is class struggle
Queer liberation is class struggle
Queer liberation is class struggle
Till we’re free to be you and me without their consent
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Good Boy
03:56
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Puppy, it’s fine if you have fears
You know it’s okay if you need to shed tears
No it’s not as bad as it seems to appear
But your beautiful mind don’t always make that clear
When livin’ in this world leaves you frightened
Remember this trick to which you’re enlightened
Curl your hands into balls and pretend they’re your paws
And let your human thoughts and worries fade away
It’s alright if you need
When you’re scared, distraught, and insecure
To come curl up in Alpha’s arms
And he’ll remind you that
You’re a good boy
You’ve been oh, so good for me
You’re the best I’ve ever seen
I’ll sing you this song
I’ll tell you day and night long
Till you know you’re a good boy
Pup, it's all right, I won't be mad
You can show me that smile
And lemme see that tail wag another day
Soon as you are ready
There's not a moment too late
Take your time till you're okay
When living in this world makes you uneasy
I will be here to caress you sweetly
And remind you that you're incredible
When it gets loud in your head
Just listen to this instead
It’s alright if you need
When you’re scared, distraught, and insecure
To come curl up in Alpha’s arms
And he’ll remind you that
You’re a good boy
You’ve been oh, so good for me
You’re the best I’ve ever seen
I’ll sing you this song
I’ll tell you day and night long
Till you know you’re a good boy
When I used to hear
"Just don't cry, it's all fine"
"You don't have to be afraid"
I would always feel
Like there was something to be ashamed of
And that's not right
You can overcome your fears
In your own time, there's no crime
In crying till the feeling clears
While I pet your head and call you mine
You’ve been oh, so good for me
You’re the best I’ve ever seen
I’ll sing you this song
I’ll tell you day and night long
Till you know you’re a good boy
Who’s a good boy? You’re a good boy!
Who’s a good boy? You’re a good boy!
Who’s a good boy? (You’re a good boy!)
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Bad Dog
03:57
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Little devil, don't you see
You could own these city streets if you were running with me
No more cages and no more leash
No, you gonna be the danger with just a gnash of your teeth
I can hold the line and keep ‘em back while you make a break
I can roar and I can growl in all these motherfuckers’ face
I will keep you safe from the billy clubs, puppy, just run
And I'll show you what to do
You gotta stare ‘em down
You gotta stand your ground
Then you open your mouth and you bark out:
“Don't assume I cannot take it rough, rough, rough
I snarl back and I get tough, tough, tough
Y'all'd be real mistaken
Tryin’ to push me down and around anymore
I'm a bad, bad dog
No more precious puppy when I'm under attack
I'll bite your face off if you fuck with my pack
If y'all gon’ try to muzzle me
Then I'mma take you down to the floor
I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad dog”
Sweet puppy, sharpen your claws
Yeah, today you gotta use ‘em, cause you got just cause
No you don't gon’ let no opportunity ever slip through your paws
To get ‘em in your jaws
Now you go for the jugular, and show no restraint
Show ‘em you're the only one who gets control of your brain
No more playing games, puppy they don't get to keep you in chains
Show them pigs what you can do
You gotta stare ‘em down
You gotta stand your ground
Then you open your mouth and you bark out:
“Don't assume I cannot take it rough, rough, rough
I snarl back and I get tough, tough, tough
Y'all'd be real mistaken
Tryin’ to push me down and around anymore
I'm a bad, bad dog
No more precious puppy when I'm under attack
I'll bite your face off if you fuck with my pack
If y'all gon’ try to muzzle me
Then I'mma take you down to the floor
I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad dog”
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RuPaul's Frack Race
03:53
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There are only a few hundred individuals responsible for the overwhelming majority of greenhouse gases
And one of them is Mama Ru
She’s that empress with her fierce jeweled crown
And she don't care if you call her a sellout
Took your culture and she made it her brand
That's how you play, it's just the law of the land
But it was not enough for she
To make it a commodity
To turn your queerness into business
And to sell your raison d'etre
Bitch, she put on these nails
To hydrofracture some shale
You came to play, she came to slay
Entire ecosystems, hunty
Well she hasn’t made quite enough money
Off the backs of fiercer queens
So she'll dig down into the earth
And poison the sky
And she don't care if it cause an earthquake
She’ll profit off a billion deaths
That will occur over the coming decades
Good luck after she fucks it up, queen
She saw Paris is Burning, and she thought
Why not the rest of the world?
If she could monetize stopping it turning
Well she would, and who cares if she should?
So make a scene and stand out
As long as you're not too loud
She’s the acceptable volume
At which you can be queer and proud
Don't walk the trail that she blazed
She’ll scorch the earth in her wake
And bring 450ppm of CO₂ the runway
Well she hasn’t made quite enough money
Off the backs of fiercer queens
So she'll dig down into the earth
And poison the sky
And she don't care if it cause an earthquake
She’ll profit off a billion deaths
That will occur over the coming decades
Good luck after she fucks it up, queen
10, 10, 10 degrees Celsius across the globe
Category is: “Ecocidal Crimes Against Humanity”
Yas queen, sashay to the guillotine
Yas queen, sashay to the guillotine
Yas queen, sashay to the guillotine
Yas queen, sashay to the guillotine
Bring it to the guillotine
Bring it to the guillotine
Bring it to the guillotine, guillotine
Gui- gui- gui- guillotine
Yas queen, sashay to the guillotine
Yas queen, sashay to the guillotine
Bring it to the guillotine, guillotine
Gui- gui- gui- guillotine
Well she’s settin’ this planet on fire
And not metaphorically
Cause she’ll dig down into the earth
And poison the sky
And she don't care if it cause an earthquake
She’ll profit off a billion deaths
That will occur over the coming decades
Good luck after she fucks it up, queen
She’ll plan to be dead and gone
Before the kids who look up to her
Have to clean up the mess that she made
Good luck after she fucks it up, queen
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Dog Park Dissidents New Orleans, Louisiana
Dog Park Dissidents are a queer punk band from New Orleans, Long Island, and Philadelphia, featuring Zac Xeper (he/they, vocals), Jon Greco (he/him, guitar), Joe Bove (he/him, bass), Zeke Xander (they/them, drums), and Skylar Stravinsky (she/they, guitar). They bend genres, genders, and decency, blending old-school anarchist punk energy with contemporary pop punk and low camp. Also, they are dogs ... more
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