I stole a page from your book and a line from your page, and flew into a lesbian rage
Cursing mine and my own rotten luck, another nude descends a staircase to get fucked
A city scene, darkness falls, now skate hard down the gallery walls
Explore those themes, I hear your work's informed by queens, so is mine now
There's a plague on, there's a rat-tailed ensemble burying all of our hits in the sand, the same sand a desert uses
Now wipe that look from your face, the world is that which is the case
It's okay to be seen, don't dethrone the drama queen, just for putting everybody in their place
Go, don't stay, just throw it all away
There is you and then there is your body