Statement of Vidication Mirror Mirror on the wall Whose the fairest of them all? I don't I don't really care y'know I don't I don't really care I don't I don't really care Like it's not that important at all You made the rules You wrote the script out Don't blame me when you fuckin lose Don't put the blame on me You try to make me crazy You try to make me scared You try to make me crazy I think yr a fucking drag You are yr own worst enemy Capri Pants If you see me If you see me Just go away Just go away If I run If I run Don't follow me Just go away Cuz I like you But baby it's all wrong Cuz I yeah I like you But baby it's all wrong If I run don't you think You know what I want It feels good It feels good It's all wrong It's all wrong It feels so good It must be wrong It feels so good It must be wrong Jet Ski Aint got no more No more candy for you Im not yr rocket ship Or yr motor boat Yr movie set Or yr cartoon show Not yr fucking VCR Not yr avante gard postcard idea I'm not yr oilwell I'm not yr blood bank I'm not yr bullet proof vest Or yr Visa card I aint got no candy for you I said I'm not yr vacation spot I'm not yr footnote, freakshow Or yr latest cause I'm not yr view to a kill I'm not yr background tune I'm not the nutty story That yr neighbors been telling to you I aint got no candy for you I said I'm not yr oilwell I'm not yr dimestore novel Or yr prison cell I aint got no candy for you Distinct Complicity Determined by many Determined by many Determined by many Determined by many Determined by many separations, No controlling and understated, Determined today by those of us Who refuse to conquer hesitation I don't see anything else in this room, I don't think so Uh oh, oh-oh You're already 22 Don't waste yr life in school You could go back anytime And I wanna see you on tour Determined by many situations, Seemingly random considerations Determined by those of You who decide to do more than Just sit on the floor I don't see anything else in this room I don't see you, no not at all I'm walking down the street I'm skating to the show I wanna see yr band play But there's no one here I know Determined by many separations So controlling & understated Determined today by those of us Who refuse to conquer hesitation I don't see anything else in this room To prove me wrong False Start On a point in time-present undefined And it's getting cold outside Situation statistical for reasons you don't know Just short of indecision And it's getting cold outside And it's getting cold outside For yr own trepidation Refer to new perspexion See yrself as others see you In reverse red can appear blue Wanna go outside Don't you wanna go outside Been stuck inside yr room So stranded-like & full of doom all year Time out for good behavior Adds up to what you want it to What you wanna, what you Wanna do What informs a motivation Casual or obligation-ficticious circumstance Suspending all yr future plans Wait for you outside If this false started motion Believes its own propulsion Tran-sending space & time Then I'll wait for you outside Then I'll wait for you outside Been so long since I've seen you So much has changed, you sound the same We're meeting at this place, I wanna see you, See you race again We're all waiting, we're all waiting here R.I.P. I can't say everything about it In just one single song I can't put how I feel in a package And sell it back to everyone But wait There's another boy genius whose fucking gone I hope the food tastes better in heaven I know there's lots of rad queer boys up there I hope every time they talk to you They know they're lucky to be yr friend Cuz look There's another boy genius whose fucking gone And I wouldn't be so fucking mad so fucking Pissed off if it wasn't so fucking wrong It's all fucking wrong It's not fair, it's not fair, it's not fair But no one said life was easy Yeah, but no one said, no one said Nothing's supposed to happen right? No, no one told me anything To prepare me for fucking this There's another boy genius whose fucking gone Don't tell me it don't matter Don't tell me I've had three days to get over it It won't go away It just won't go away No Backrub Lung cancer No time Lots of stress More fear Self pity Headache Lots of guilt No sleep These are the things I give myself No pleasure No time Don't need to Feel fine Dirty kitchen Broken car Trying to breathe in Thru a scar These are the things I give myself Loads of execution Loads of execution Loads of execution These are the things I give myself BEEN PROGRAMMED TO SELF DESTRUCT Bloody Icecream The Slyvia Plath story is told to girls who write They want us to think that to be a girl poet means you have to die Who is it that told me all the girls who write must suicide? I've another good one for you, We are turning cursive letters into knives For Only An image from a long, long time ago Is haunting me, it plays itself With picture perfect clarity A certain walk, a certain talk Forever twenty-three For only me to see I watch it like a movie The details so consume me What's real will surface when it's gone By now you've heard the news What is there left to do I watch it like a movie The details so consume me What's real will surface when it's gone Your face looks so familiar Unwashed and quite peculiar No I can't say that I recall I guess it's gone Tony Randell Tony Randall Mary Tyler Moore Molly Ringwald Re-run shows Robotic nation False history spit out Another picture of a girl with a gun To bore me C artoon girl hallmark card I see a punk club He sees a strip bar Somethings can't Be photographed Somethings can't Be photographed Reject All American Regimented Designated Mass acceptance Over rated LIP SYNCH Apology LIP SYNCH Salutations LIP SYNCH Teen anthem LIP SYNCH Obligation If you work hard You'll succeed A starring role On Nothing Incorporated Incorporated Reject All American Reject All American Reject All American Reject All American Gets good grades And plays guitar He's all the rage on Nothing Incorporated Incorporated Incorporated Incorporated Gets good grades And plays guitar Thinks he's cool but really is not Reject Sportscar Reject Masoleum Reject Sportscar Reject Masoleum Reject All American Reject All American Reject All American Reject All American Finale Red light stop Green light go I'm hearing voices On my stereo They wanna tell me something That I don't already know They wanna tell me something Right now We're the girls with the bad reputation We're the girls gonna make you pay We're the girls with the bad reputation We are gonna have our say Time to go Time to go Time to go Green light go