A-E-I-O don't owe you nothing
Nada, nunca
Nothing, never
I don't fit into yr dumb words
Language is memory pushing thru my skin
Bloody memory that filters everything
Blood is one
Hate is two
My pussy is three, 3
That makes you for
Peace, love, & equality
Your terms
I don't fit into those words
Yr alphabet is spelled with yr blood
Yr alphabet is spelled with our blood
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
I don't understand
I don't understand
Bikini Kill - Pussy Whipped Album Lyrics
Bikini Kill - Pussy Whipped Lyrics
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Alien She
She is me
I AM her
She is me
I am her siamese twin connected at the c*nt
HeartBrainHeartBrainHeartBrainLungGut
I want to kill her
But I'm afraid it might kill me
Feminist
Dyke, Whore
I'm so pretty Alien
She wants me to go to the mall
She wants me
To put the pretty, pretty red lipstick on
She wants me to be like her
She wants me to be like her
I want to kill her
But I'm afraid it might kill me
Feminist
Dyke, Whore
Pretty, pretty
Alien
And all I really wanted to know
Who was me and who is she
I guess I'll never know
I AM her
She is me
I am her siamese twin connected at the c*nt
HeartBrainHeartBrainHeartBrainLungGut
I want to kill her
But I'm afraid it might kill me
Feminist
Dyke, Whore
I'm so pretty Alien
She wants me to go to the mall
She wants me
To put the pretty, pretty red lipstick on
She wants me to be like her
She wants me to be like her
I want to kill her
But I'm afraid it might kill me
Feminist
Dyke, Whore
Pretty, pretty
Alien
And all I really wanted to know
Who was me and who is she
I guess I'll never know
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Magnet
You don't own me
(F*ck)
You don't own me
(F*ck)
You don't own me
(F*ck)
You don't own me
You don't own me
You hold me down, you hold me down
You hold me down like a magnet
And this is not all that I am
No this is not my name
I've got the love that's strong not weak
I've got the love that's strong not weak
(F*ck)
You don't own me
(F*ck)
You don't own me
(F*ck)
You don't own me
You don't own me
You hold me down, you hold me down
You hold me down like a magnet
And this is not all that I am
No this is not my name
I've got the love that's strong not weak
I've got the love that's strong not weak
Writer: ADAM KING, SHRIDHAR SOLANKI, SIMON WILCOX, JOEL JORDAN STOUFFER
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing, MUSIC SALES CORPORATION
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing, MUSIC SALES CORPORATION
Speed Heart
I did over time the magasin
I dream about being with you
We can't hear a word they say
Least of time we're on the world today
I know it's cold outside
But weather together I got nothing to hide
Forever I will never let you down
It can rain on our side of town
You'll be swept from my head
Tell me we're not better now
Wipe the sheets from my bed
Cause I need time just to see where we are
I dream about being with you
We can't hear a word they say
Least of time we're on the world today
I know it's cold outside
But weather together I got nothing to hide
Forever I will never let you down
It can rain on our side of town
You'll be swept from my head
Tell me we're not better now
Wipe the sheets from my bed
Cause I need time just to see where we are
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Lil Red
These are my tits, yeah
And this is my ass
And these are my legs
Watch them walk f*ckin away
These are long nails to scratch out your eyes
You are not the victim
Though you'd like to make it that way
Pretty girls all gather round
To hear your side of things
Yeah, your side of things
Your sh-sh-sh-sh-shining path
These are my ruby red lips
The better to suck you dry
These are my long red nails
The better to scratch out your eyes
I am sorry i am so nice to you
Handknifehandknifehandknife
Blah...blah...blah
All you do is destroy
All you do is f*ck up
All you ever do is take take
Taketaketaketaketaketaketaketaketake
And this is my ass
And these are my legs
Watch them walk f*ckin away
These are long nails to scratch out your eyes
You are not the victim
Though you'd like to make it that way
Pretty girls all gather round
To hear your side of things
Yeah, your side of things
Your sh-sh-sh-sh-shining path
These are my ruby red lips
The better to suck you dry
These are my long red nails
The better to scratch out your eyes
I am sorry i am so nice to you
Handknifehandknifehandknife
Blah...blah...blah
All you do is destroy
All you do is f*ck up
All you ever do is take take
Taketaketaketaketaketaketaketaketake
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Tell Me So
Take out a piece of paper
Put your name up in the corner
Take out a piece of paper
Write everything down then you can read it
Back to me & maybe you
Could know the same thing about me [Repeat]
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
Oh tell me so I wanna know
Oh tell me so I wanna know
And don't stall...tell me now and don't stall
Tell me now oh shower stall
And I fell down down down down down
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
Oh tell me so
Put your name up in the corner
Take out a piece of paper
Write everything down then you can read it
Back to me & maybe you
Could know the same thing about me [Repeat]
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
Oh tell me so I wanna know
Oh tell me so I wanna know
And don't stall...tell me now and don't stall
Tell me now oh shower stall
And I fell down down down down down
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
If you are gonna look at me I am gonna get a prize
Oh tell me so
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Sugar
Oh baby I want you, you're so f*cking big
You're so big and hard
You've got such a big cock
Push it in deeper now
Oh deeper, harder
I'm almost cumming
I'm almost cumming
Oh woh woh woh
Sugar
I can almost reach mine now
Sugar...
I'm a self-fulfilling porno queen...yeah
I mimic out your every f*cking fantasy yeah! yeah!
And now, and now, in my head I'm on my knees..
Oh baby...why can't I ever get my! sugar?....
What are you afraid of?
who are you afraid of?
What are you afraid of?
who are you afraid of?
oh woh woh woh woh Sugar
I won't play girl to your boy no more, sugar
I want mine right here right now, baby sugar
I can almost reach it now now now
Sugar
You're so big and hard
You've got such a big cock
Push it in deeper now
Oh deeper, harder
I'm almost cumming
I'm almost cumming
Oh woh woh woh
Sugar
I can almost reach mine now
Sugar...
I'm a self-fulfilling porno queen...yeah
I mimic out your every f*cking fantasy yeah! yeah!
And now, and now, in my head I'm on my knees..
Oh baby...why can't I ever get my! sugar?....
What are you afraid of?
who are you afraid of?
What are you afraid of?
who are you afraid of?
oh woh woh woh woh Sugar
I won't play girl to your boy no more, sugar
I want mine right here right now, baby sugar
I can almost reach it now now now
Sugar
Writer: William Francis Karren, Kathi Lynn Wilcox, Tobi C. Vail, Kathleen M. Hanna
Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
Star Bellied Boy
He said he wanted to
Just touch you
HE SAID HE WANTED TO
JUST TOUCH YOU
Star bellied boy different from the rest
Yr so different from the rest
Prove yr different from the rest
Yr no f*cking different from the rest
(I only wanted to believe we are all free)
And then he said "Why wont you f*ck me?"
And then he said "Do me do me do me"
And then he said "I'll be your best friend"
And then I said......
Why
Do
I
Cry
Every
Time
That
I
Cum?
I can't I can't I can't cum
I can't I can't I can't cum
I can't I can't I can't cum
I can't I can't I can't cum
Why?
Just touch you
HE SAID HE WANTED TO
JUST TOUCH YOU
Star bellied boy different from the rest
Yr so different from the rest
Prove yr different from the rest
Yr no f*cking different from the rest
(I only wanted to believe we are all free)
And then he said "Why wont you f*ck me?"
And then he said "Do me do me do me"
And then he said "I'll be your best friend"
And then I said......
Why
Do
I
Cry
Every
Time
That
I
Cum?
I can't I can't I can't cum
I can't I can't I can't cum
I can't I can't I can't cum
I can't I can't I can't cum
Why?
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Hamster Baby
Hello hello hello hello hello hello hello hello hello hello
Where is your next show?
In Honolulu
Where is your next show?
In Honolulu
Where is your next show?
Do we get to go there for free?
Oh yes we do but not with you! [Repeat]
Oh Everett True where are you?
Who is gonna put in our tape deck, who is gonna carry the bass-amp?
Who is gonna buy us a van?
It could be you, it will come true...Oh
Where is your next show?
In Honolulu
Where is your next show?
In Honolulu
Where is your next show?
Do we get to go there for free?
Oh yes we do but not with you! [Repeat]
Oh Everett True where are you?
Who is gonna put in our tape deck, who is gonna carry the bass-amp?
Who is gonna buy us a van?
It could be you, it will come true...Oh
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Rebel Girl
That girl thinks she's the queen of the neighborhood
She's got the hottest trike in town
That girl, she holds her head up so high
I think I wanna be her best friend, yeah
Rebel girl, rebel girl
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, rebel girl
I think I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes, uh
When she talks, I hear the revolution
In her hips, there's revolution
When she walks, the revolution's coming
In her kiss, I taste the revolution
Rebel girl, rebel girl
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, rebel girl
I know I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes, uh
That girl thinks she's the queen of the neighborhood
I got news for you, she is!
They say she's a dyke, but I know
She is my best friend, yeah
Rebel girl, rebel girl
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, rebel girl
I know I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes
Love you like a sister always
Soul sister, rebel girl
Come and be my best friend
Will you, rebel girl?
I really like you
I really wanna be your best friend
Be my rebel girl
She's got the hottest trike in town
That girl, she holds her head up so high
I think I wanna be her best friend, yeah
Rebel girl, rebel girl
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, rebel girl
I think I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes, uh
When she talks, I hear the revolution
In her hips, there's revolution
When she walks, the revolution's coming
In her kiss, I taste the revolution
Rebel girl, rebel girl
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, rebel girl
I know I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes, uh
That girl thinks she's the queen of the neighborhood
I got news for you, she is!
They say she's a dyke, but I know
She is my best friend, yeah
Rebel girl, rebel girl
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, rebel girl
I know I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes
Love you like a sister always
Soul sister, rebel girl
Come and be my best friend
Will you, rebel girl?
I really like you
I really wanna be your best friend
Be my rebel girl
Writer: Kathleen Hanna, Billy Karren, Tobi Vail, Kathi Wilcox
Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
Star Fish
They want to buy the look of my abuse
They want to use my blood to color their perfume
Get out of me
I know
Go go go
Just like a starfish
My legs will soon grow back
I'll just be ten times stronger
I'll just be ten times stronger
Each time that you attack me
They want to use my blood to color their perfume
Get out of me
I know
Go go go
Just like a starfish
My legs will soon grow back
I'll just be ten times stronger
I'll just be ten times stronger
Each time that you attack me
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For Tammy Rae
Past the billboards and the magazines
I dream about being with you
We can't hear a word they say
Let's pretend we own the world today
I know it's cold outside
But when we're together I got nothing to hide
Hold on tight I will never let you down
It can't rain on our side of town
Wipe the sweat from my hair
Tell me we're not better off
Wipe the tears from my face
The sunnyside of the street where we are
I dream about being with you
We can't hear a word they say
Let's pretend we own the world today
I know it's cold outside
But when we're together I got nothing to hide
Hold on tight I will never let you down
It can't rain on our side of town
Wipe the sweat from my hair
Tell me we're not better off
Wipe the tears from my face
The sunnyside of the street where we are
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Pussy Whipped is the debut studio album by American punk rock band Bikini Kill. It was released on Kill Rock Stars on October 26, 1993.
David Browne of Entertainment Weekly called Pussy Whipped "the first great riot-grrrl album". The Guardian wrote that "Hanna is so enraged that words to fetching tunes like 'Hamster Baby' and 'Star-Bellied Boy' are transmuted to wild shrieks."
Heather Phares of AllMusic said, "'Rebel Girl' is a manifesto just waiting to be discovered, and the rest of the album sees the band occasionally adding fun to their recipe for punk chaos." In 2015, Spin placed Pussy Whipped at number 222 on its list of the "300 Best Albums of the Past 30 Years". In 2016, Pitchfork placed it at number 10 on its list of the "50 Best Indie Rock Albums of the Pacific Northwest".
Rolling Stone included "Rebel Girl" on its list of the "Most Excellent Songs of Every Year Since 1967", a playlist assembled by the magazine in 2006 to celebrate its 1,000th issue (The version of "Rebel Girl" included here differs from the Joan Jett-produced single version).
Genre(s):
Punk rock, riot grrrl David Browne of Entertainment Weekly called Pussy Whipped "the first great riot-grrrl album". The Guardian wrote that "Hanna is so enraged that words to fetching tunes like 'Hamster Baby' and 'Star-Bellied Boy' are transmuted to wild shrieks."
Heather Phares of AllMusic said, "'Rebel Girl' is a manifesto just waiting to be discovered, and the rest of the album sees the band occasionally adding fun to their recipe for punk chaos." In 2015, Spin placed Pussy Whipped at number 222 on its list of the "300 Best Albums of the Past 30 Years". In 2016, Pitchfork placed it at number 10 on its list of the "50 Best Indie Rock Albums of the Pacific Northwest".
Rolling Stone included "Rebel Girl" on its list of the "Most Excellent Songs of Every Year Since 1967", a playlist assembled by the magazine in 2006 to celebrate its 1,000th issue (The version of "Rebel Girl" included here differs from the Joan Jett-produced single version).
Length: 24:50
Released: October 26th, 1993
Year: 1993