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U.S. Girls - Rage of Plastics (Live on KEXP) Accords
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It was the rage of plastics, I was twenty-fourI was doing my time on the dance floorIt was all polyester and leopard printAnd Fabergé coming off the ladiesYou know it's a blight to the brightest how our designs unseamLike the back side of some skirt in some old man's dreamI got caught putting off all my traveling plans for this refinery job and his maybesWith hair in ribbons, stockings in runsFashion bricks out of the breaks as they comeLand goes for less downwind of the plantThere's no telling how long you'll be payingThere are scores of us born in the silent springWhose wombs won't take, won't bear anythingHe had want for a daughter, and I had want for a sonNow I rock my moon-faced man like oneWas it the river on fire that made us what we became?Was it the cup that we drank from, or what it contained?Does it move to the beat of the oil drumOr flow out of our eyes as we're wailing?And I see it rise in ribbons to the clouds overhungJust to spit back down on everyoneLand goes for less downwind of the plantThere's no telling how long you'll be payingI have tried to be patient as I've been made nurseGet some help from the perks of my devotion's curseAnd I know, yeah, I know the man's pain is much worseFor the moon and his grace are now waningYou say the first one now will later be lastMy faith in scripture has come to passNow I won't play dumb, I'm done trying to sweeten this loadAnd you give me a ribbon, you tell me to runTo land my legs to your narcissist fundBut land still goes for less downwind of the plantMaking this living just brings about dyingI got a rage of plastics, the refinery floorI got a rage of plastics, got nothing moreNow I won't play dumb and I'm done lyingMaking this living just brings about dyingBut land still goes for less downwind of the plantMaking this living just brings about dyingMaking this living just brings about dyingMaking this living just brings about dyingLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind | Par: Simone Schmidt, Meghan Ann Uremovich | Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing
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