Babes from SCALD by Macy Rodman

Down in the basement
The girls are wasted
Burning you in our black light
No bit tongues, no grace tonight

You fucked all of us over
Even when you were sober
You got what you wanted and became the night

But I don’t think you wanted to die
You just wanted comfort
From a sister or a brother

A woman’s body
Curves so softly
I always wondered what it’s like
To be beaten to death with a copper pipe

It’s like California
Under new world order
It’s hot and oppressive and awfully bright

But I don’t really wanna die
Just for the comfort
Of someone’s older brother

Why’d you have to go away?
Not that I had much to say
But if I could I’d ask you just to hang around
Stay here through the night

You barreled out in such a haste
No one knew just what to make
Of your great escape I wish you woulda hung around
Stayed here through the night

You alright, Babes?
You alright, Babes?
You alright, Babes?
Wish you woulda hung around
Stayed here through the night

You alright, Babes?
You alright, Babes?
You alright, Babes?
Wish you woulda hung around
Stayed here through the night

• Electronic
• Pop
• Punk
• dance
• pop
• trans
• New York