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letra de bootsie - empty country

[verse 1]
hitched and tricked my way up
from venus, west virginia
my hair had gone gray
i was 13
convulsing outside port authority
those first fits and visions
were disembodied nervous systems
silver twisting ribbons of binary
held each instant of miserable history
two assh0l-s with inverse halos
had my panties down ’round my ankles
i was pretty sure it was curtains
’til this huge beautiful lady started hurting them

[pre-chorus]
oh, danny
i can still feel her carrying me
she said “the men you thought were brave
are arrogant and depraved”

[chorus]
h-ll is the place where everything happens
the band’s playing all the songs ever written at once
shape the chaos
make your little story
baby, this life’s perfect purgatory
[bridge]
danny hailed a cab
and i cried in her lap
she took me back to the dakota
little sandwiches and soda
early 80s new york city
biblically filthy
i was a child but still no door was closed to me
those men were my protectors and my family
and the most beautiful creatures i have ever seen
“honey, let us color it so you don’t look like a little old lady”
instead i rocked herman survivors and shaved my head clean
i think it was charlie who started calling me bootsie
brown liquor, downers, and powders clouded out the bad dreams
but not before i saw some sh-t i wish i didn’t see
something terrible entering america through miami
and i knew i’d have a little girl at the end of my 30s
mercifully i still can’t see her story’s ending
and there was strange silk sibilance in the summer rain
sweet-smelling trash and rattling laughter in subterranean arcades
champagne, cocaine. cigarettes and the dirty dawn
the ghost of the moment and the feeling of really belonging

[pre-chorus]
oh, danny
you were sick but still singing
“little hayseed
where will the wind take us?”
[chorus]
h-ll is the place where everything happens
the band’s playing all the songs ever written at once
shape the chaos
make your little story
baby, this life’s perfect purgatory
such a curse to know where all the time went
at the edges of the blackness
dance their redshifted images
what a heartless era
what a catastrophe
seconds of pleasure and pain
the record skips into infinity

- empty country

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