Lyrics

HEROSEXUAL

Text: Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

Coming out as herosexual
Coming out as herosexual

Dear kinship
Please release me
Hear my voice, here you are, hear me out
The day I quit being your tomboy
I was grateful you raised me as a feminist
Now be my rebel parent and preach my tranifest
Coming out as herosexual

The revolution will be injected
The revolution will be injected

Dear doctors
Don’t cry for me
For my mutating contradiction
You call me disordered
I call you an ambulance
Stop telling me what I won’t have
This world shall go down
The revolution will be injected

The power of love no force from above
The power of love no force from above

Dear lover
Be my Monkey
Me your little Boitoi Fox
Rest between my thighs
Enter my cockpit Enter my cockpit
With stolen flowers in your mouth every day
The power of love no force from above

I ain’t gonna be out on my own no more
I ain’t gonna be out on my own no more

Dear friends
Get up and dial my number
With the budget of shoplifters we’ll transmute into stray cats
Ride our bikes to the edges of town
Relaxing on the waterfront next to the non-believers
Farting till the lake feels like a whirlpool for everybody
I may be a rocketship but I want to swim
Later love land on the sofa cuddling till dawn
Fall asleep watching movies with watery eyes
Dear friends
Independence is counter-revolutionary propaganda
I need you
I ain’t gonna be out on my own no more

Tranifesting transformative manifesting
Tranifesting transformative manifesting

Dear manifest
This is a tranifest
this is a slogan machine
sisterhood, brotherhood, falsehood
We’re gonna tranifold manifold
As we own nothing-ness
We have nothing to lose
Tranifesting transformative manifesting

HERMMAIDS

Text: Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern, Johannes Maria Schmit
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

Wearing a fishtail
Where human legs were
Nobody holds
Their breath
Under water
Pearl and coral
Sweet idleness
Nobody holds
Their breath
Under water

I could not sleep
So I trampled along the shores
A million times
A running nose showed me the way
Cold blue hands shivering in the storm
Will these feet take me to who I want to be?
I worried and buried that body of mine in the sand
The waves
Kept me company

Voices on White horses
From the heavy seas
A choir of Hermmaids
Gay chorals set me free

Wearing a fishtail
Where human legs were
Nobody holds
Their breath
Under water
Pearl and coral
Sweet idleness
Nobody holds
Their breath

I remember
How you looked into my eyes
Hacked yourself into my memory
Nobody holds their breath under water
You sang and disappeared

I left my Blue Jeans
At the shore
I made it
I put on
That fishtail
I hermmaided

Wearing a fishtail
Where human legs were
Nobody holds
Their breath
Under water
Pearl and coral
Watch me jump
Nobody holds
Their breath

Luck of lack of legs
Look up
How the sun shimmers through the water
And waves break beams like a mirror ball
Sparkling jellyfish, blow fish, manta ray
Fish spawn on daddy’s nose looks like passionfruit daddy’s?
No suburb discotheque can mess with us

Last night I dreamt myself as a human being again
Stranded on the shore
Gasping for air
Decompression
Breathlessness
Pulmonary embolism

Nobody holds their breath under water
Where we are now
Nobody holds their breath under water
Where we are now
Nobody holds their breath under water
Where we are now
Nobody holds their breath under water

WHO’S YOUR DADDY

Text: Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern, Johannes Maria Schmit
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

I’m promising my unborn kids: Your daddy is a terrorist
Let’s enter the playgrounds
I’ll be proud to be your companion
Your durational performance

Take your daddy’s binded breast
We need to be prepared
They will call my body false, unreal
Stick out your tongue
Tell them I’m pretty and

Who’s your daddy?
Who’s your daddy?
It’s never too late to be transparent

We’ll take the bad behaviour to a complex level
And I’ll take care of you
Daily as of my moustache
Providing radical softness
Let’s hit the rocket
Trans Gagarin

Take your daddy’s binded breast
We need to be prepared
They will call us decadent and sick
Stick out your tongue
Tell them they’re liars and

Who’s your daddy?
Who’s your daddy?
It’s never too late to be transparent

I can see us
You little dinosaur
brushing teeth
While I
Shave my beard
In an early morning mirror

DIASPORA

Text: Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

What I have I do not want to lose, but
Where I am I do not want to stay, but
Those I love I do not want to leave, but
Those I know I do not want to see anymore, but
Where I live I do not want to die, but
Where I die I do not want to go to,
I want to stay where I never was before.

Strange to be exiled / From your own sex / To borders / That will never be / Home
Strange to meet you / On the other side / Of the looking glass / In a long distance / Call
Strange to be told / Migrating birds / Crossing borders / Will always be / Strange

Into my body
I inject their hormones
I play dress-up
Live in their world
I’m none of them
Nor am I otherwise
Nor am I nothing

I’d prefer not to

Rimbaud nomads in our bodies
A Trojan Horse in the men’s room
Never read On The Road

Strange to be exiled / From your own sex / To borders / That will never be / Home
Strange to be told / Migrating birds / Crossing borders / Will always be / Strange

SECOND PUBERTY

Text: Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

Puberty is like an old boy
Is like a five-course meal
Among the Olympian gods
When Zeus gets his bluster

You look into the mirror
And yesterday’s changed
Retire into bed then
And wait until it ends

Puberty you motherfucker
You uglymaker
Cocksucker
You were such an important time of my life
I am what I am because of mass masturbation

Lying on a psycho’s couch
Is such a pain in the neck
Dredging up stories from the past
I don’t want to regret

The voice breaks with every shot of T
It’s not a freudian slip
Overwriting déjà-vus
Of leaving the sinking ship

Puberty you boifucker
You uglymaker
Monstersucker
You are such an important time of my life
I am what I am because of patient relations

THE YEAR I BROKE MY VOICE

Text: Tucké Royale
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

The Year I broke my voice
Once it’s broken
It’s broken
I could practise every day
But it would only
Make me feel sick

BOITCH

Text: Tucké Royale
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

Boitch / i’m as vain as my pea-cock / tarred & feathered / squirting champagne

Don’t compare yourself to human beings
They are boring
Don’t fuck them

PERINEUM

Text: Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

Volcanic kisses
Black bird witnesses
Whistling the night out of the dark
Lovers hands in the moonlight
Doors open
Pray for my perineum

Skin and dildos
With curious desires
Timelessness turns from pale to plastic
I wear a crown of holes
Pelvic blooms
Pray for my perineum

Oh, come to my assistance
Your insane hands
Moonlight cactus where I bend and pray
Dandelion Lovebites
Oh oh oh
Pray for my perineum

Your leg around my neck
Like an anaconda
Deep in the cinnamon and fig
May my sins live forever

Listen to me now
I’m your perineum
I am singing out
From the triangle region
I am working on
Some pathetic rhymes
To become popular
Spoil me
Pray for me
Kiss me
Your perineum

BUTCH STONE BLUES

Text: Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

Sweet sister Marsha (P. Johnson)

Sweet sister Silvia (Riviera)

Sweet sister Rita (Hester)

Sweet brother Robert (Eads)

Sweet JT LeRoy

Sweet brother Brandon (Teena)

Here I am in the airwaves
Reading gravestones with footnotes

Sweet brother Yoshi (Tsuchida)

Sweet sister Ce Ce (McDonald)

Sweet sister Islan (Nettles)

Sweet brother Kayden (Clarke)

Sweet Mahadevi

Sweet sister Kandy (Hall)

Here I am in the airwaves
Reading gravestones with footnotes

I’ve got the Butch Stone Blues

Butch Stone Blues

So many short short stories

With mortal endings

In this lapidarium of comrades

The cranes twitter lamentations

Sweet sister Venus (Xtravaganza)

Sweet sister Keeta (Bakhsh)

Sweet sister Gypsie (Gül)

Sweet brother Evon (Young)

Sweet Mercedes (Williamson)

Sweet sister Eylül (Cansin)

Here I am in the airwaves
Reading gravestones with footnotes

Sweet sister Dwayne (Jones)

Sweet sister Lorena (Xtravaganza)

Sweet sister Zella (Ziona)

Sweet brother Marlin (Hunter)

Sweet Demarkis (Stansberry)

Sweet sister Bryn (Kelly)

Here I am in the airwaves
Reading gravestones with footnotes

Sweet sister Cagla (Joker)

Sweet sister Shelley (Hilliard)

Sweet sister Mia (Henderson)

Sweet brother Zander (Mahaffey)

Sweet Bri (Golec)

Sweet sister Lourdes (Ashley Hunter)

Here I am in the airwaves
Reading gravestones with footnotes

Sweet sister Taylor (Alesana)

Sweet sister Amber (Monroe)

Sweet sister Brittany (Stergis)

Sweet brother Sam (Taub)

Sweet sister Nilay

Sweet sister Mayang (Prasetyo)

Here I am in the airwaves
Reading gravestones with footnotes

BUTCHERY

Text: Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

We’re gonna have a real good time together
We’re gonna have a real good time together

Flesh is meat and meat is me meet me in the butchery

Let’s get lost in the butchery together
Let’s get lost in the butchery together

We get drunk and high and shuffle outright
On 36 hour days with 12 hours of sleep
Instead the boring old 16 and 8, 16 and 8
While the traffic lights turn the city
Red green red green red green red green outside
We’re inside inside inside together

Flesh is meat and meat is me meet me in the butchery

We’re gonna have a real good time together
We’re gonna have a real good time together

Go let’s go overwintering
As a swamp of steaming torsi
As a self-portrait in the battle painting
Of sanguine bliss and cockiness

Flesh is meat and meat is me meet me in the butchery

We’re gonna have a real good time together
We’re gonna have a real good time together

Flesh is meat and meat is me meet me in the butchery

LET’S MAKE LOVE ON THE BIKINI ATOLL

Text: Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern, Johannes Maria Schmit
Music: Black Cracker, Tucké Royale, Hans Unstern

Something good for mankind
The Baker Bomb
Twelve degrees north of the equator
A post-dystopian island resides

Let’s make love
On the Bikini Atoll
Let’s make love
On the Bikini Atoll
Toll

Our love will outshine this nature
Complicity be technology
Do you notice my tender affection for us?
The Geiger counter drowns everything
Can you hear my heart beat
Under these clouds?

Let’s make love
On the Bikini Atoll
Let’s make love
On the Bikini Atoll
Toll

Coconuts and beaches
Paradise
With toxic teachings
Oranges and Lemons
Everything around me
Condemned to stay a scenery

Let’s make love
On the Bikini Atoll
Let’s make love
On the Bikini Atoll
Toll

And grief echoes
Out of the contaminated paradise
Recognizing the moonscape
That no longer reminds one of
The opulence of modest life
After the watershed

Can you hear my heart beat
For us
In this toxic place?
Where the Geiger counter drowns it all
I ask the shape of love to come

Let’s make love
On the Bikini Atoll
Let’s make love
On the Bikini Atoll
Toll

We walk hand in hand
On toxic quicksand
Post-apocalyptic atoll
I give you my all

Let’s make love
On the Bikini Atoll
Let’s make love
On the Bikini Atoll
Toll