Kristeen Young Touch Tongues
Kristeen young-touch tongues
i see you in the aisles
i see you in the street
i see you checking all your redundant machines
you're just touching base,
touching down to feed
you're touch-up's now
bling-bling i.v, but you are safe
you can rest, you can wrap this around like your permanent skin vest
you´re one of us, you're one of us, you´re one of us
you hate to eat, hate that love fades
hate you can listen to joan river´s fashion taste
ou wish all your troughts weren't programmed to be increase the human r-a-c-e
but you can't escape, you're welcome, dear, you finally realized you were always here
you're one of us, you're one of us'you're one of us
i know it's difficult to be so typical
so tip-tip typical over and pin-up
shake-donw, stop-short to break some new ground
and it's just pitiful and all too typical
you tip-tip typical, jump-in and push-up, drop-down over-come as we touch toungues
remenber back when you never felt right
you always felt like you were on the outside
but,"out"has an"in"where it pays to be from outer s-p-a-c-e
now, you can't believe how much no one's weird.and how much you used to want ti hear
"you're one of us, you're one of us, you're one of us"
so, breathe, and bleed.
you are never to run, never to run, never to think
never u-n-i-q-u-e.
