my lydia lunch film

heres a little taste of my forthcoming film of lydia lunchs toronto performance may 20/2010




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jQUau49Oj24

losers and assholes

im not so careful
when i open my mouth
i say the wrong thing
and i start sliding south
but i tell no lies
i tell the truth
...as i see it
and if you
dont like that
then you can just
fuck off
ill have another drink
another smoke
and hope that i dont
choke
theres not enough dope
in this world
to give me any hope
just give me a gun now
and ill show you the ropes
another drink
just so's i can cope
loving mankind-
a slippery slope
mankind ???
mancruel more like it
need i remind you
im caught in a landslide
caught in a fucking dream baby
i got nothing to hide
i dont live in a castle
im tired of living
im tired of hassles
losers and assholes
...like you

paybacks coming down fast

what a well timed lie

dont hope for diamonds bitch
a burning yeast infection
curds and whey
a nasty itch
that i want to kill
i remember eddy haskell
grace kelly and june cleaver
ill never leave her
another 50's milf
i sit on the windowsill
poodle dress and no dope
slipping down the slippery slope
fingers and triggers and
cross hairs in the
scope
i see you
a well timed lie
nothing left
but something
on the sly
something ive come to rely
on
regularly

beside the jiffypop

it was a hot summer afternoon-

i think it was 92 degrees out that day-

fucking hot-

a scorcher

a bitch



im walking down the street -checking out all the hot chicks in short skirts

thinking about fucking them -one by one

fuck-nice fucking tits

hello fucking kitty



BUMP

some prick walks right into me

hey- fuck you- watch where the fuck you going man i rage

its some fucking 19 year old asshole w/a fucking i know it all chip on his shoulder

like hes the boss of the sidewalk

he wakes me from my pre pubescent sexual revelrie and tells me to-

go fuck yourself

then abruptly turns into the 711 to his right



i stop in my tracks

dumbfounded

turn

and walk into the store

right past him in the other aisle-he doesnt see me

or forgot what i looked like that fast

too many bong hits and all



i walk straight to the back of the store to the coolers

open it up

grab an ice cold arizona ice tea in the glass bottle

walk up the aisle- this time the same aisle as the asshole

right up behind him-

my arm arcs- the bottle in hand

connects with the side of his face as i came up from behind

connecting- splitting his face open to the cheekbone

a crimson niagara falls of blood

spraying all over the jiffy pop

and the depends

-why these two items were stocked side by side remains unknown

and i walk out the front door of the store

and jump in a cab

i wonder-

i hope my girlfriend picked something up for supper