letra de the ballad of lora & ellen & yes all men - audrey otherway
[verse 1]
the night lora met ellen, ellen could barely speak
she was six shots in and more were flashing in cruel hands
and ellen didn’t have her metrocard but lora had a couch
so they left the party together, holding hands by dark street
the whoops and cheers of lesser demons followed them all the way home
“how you doing, baby?”s seemed more violent than ever, they were drunk and together
it was a breaking point, couldn’t hit the k!llswitch, ignore ’til lora’s door shut
and just before ellen trembled to sleep on the couch she said
[refrain]
“f-ck men, f-ck men, f-ck men
f-ck men”
[verse 2]
lora’d just moved the neighborhood about two months ago
found a cafe job and this regular asked her to a party
said, “don’t worry, i’m gay, we all are, you’ll have a a real good time”
she needed a social life, said, “f-ck it”
then in front of his friends, he put his hands on her br–sts as a joke
said, “hey, don’t get so uptight, we’re all queer here, what’s the problem”
he didn’t want her but he showed her that he owned her
like some other guy, some other party
she left and cried much later with ellen who said
[refrain]
“f-ck men, f-ck men, but don’t sleep with them
make them uncomfortable, lonely, and ashamed
f-ck men, f-ck men, f-ck men
f-ck men”
[verse 3]
“well, ellen, i think i could love you
wanna feel your arms around me
want you close and rough but not too tender
with them it’s a threat but with you could be a turn-on
with them it’s a threat but with you could be a comfort
so let’s just wait and get to learn each other better
i’ve got a history, you’ve got a history
i don’t think it’s anybody’s fault
it’s n0body’s fault it’s hard”
[verse 4]
it was a few weeks later, ellen was going to meet a friend in prospect park
she’d brought spiced apple cider, it was almost too cold to be out
so it felt that much crueler in the last warm sunlight
to hear “how you doing, baby?” and be followed for three blocks
she ignored, he was repeating, when he passed her and drew a knife
she realized the block was deserted, if anyone could’ve been there, they’d vanished already
“how you doing, baby?”
[verse 5]
later, it seemed so much later, lora held her hand
said, “darling, i hope you’re resting, and i’m so sorry”
and all else she could think to say was
[chorus]
“f-ck men, f-ck men, f-ck men
f-ck men”
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