Bikini Kill - Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Lyrics
White Boy
White Boy : I don't think it's a problem cuz most of the girls ask for it
Kathleen : Uh huh, how did they ask for it?
White Boy : The way they act, the way they...
I...I can't say they way they dress because that's their own personal choice
White Boy : Some of these dumb hoes, those slut rocker bitches walking down the street,
they're asking for it, they may deny it but it's true.
Lay me spread eagle out on your hill, yeah
Then write a book bout how I wanted to die
It's hard to talk with your dick in my mouth
I will try to scream in pain a little nicer next time
WHITE BOY...DON'T LAUGH...DON'T CRY...JUST DIE!
I'm so sorry if I'm alienating some of you
Your whole f*cking culture alienates me
I can not scream from pain down here on my knees
I'm so sorry that I think!
WHITE BOY...DON'T LAUGH...DON'T CRY...JUST DIE!
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This Is Not A Test
This is not a test, this is not a test, this is not a test,
this is not a test
When it gets right down to the heart of the matter
When it gets right down to the bottom of it all
When it gets right down to the heart of the matter
When it gets right down to the bottom of it all
You're dumb and I'm not
I'm fat, I can't sleep
There's something following me
I'm fat, I can't cum cum
Your so blind you don't wanna see
Your f*cked and I'm not
You don't make all the rules, yeah!
I know what I'm gonna f*ckin do
Me and my girlfriends gonna push on thru
We are gonna stomp on you, yeah!
You're dumb, I'm not
You're f*cked, I'm not
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Dont Need You
Dont need you to say were cute
Dont need you to say were alright
Dont need your protection
Dont need no kiss goodnight
Dont need you, dont need you
Us girls dont need you
Dont need you to say were good
Dont need you to tell us we suck
Dont need your atti-f*ckin-tude boy
Dont need your dick to f*ck
Does it scare you that we dont
Need you?
Does it scare you boy that we dont
Need you?
Dont need you, dont need you
Us punk rock whores dont need you
Writer: CHIP HANNA, CHUCK BRIGGS, DUANE THOMAS PETERS, KERRY MARTINEZ, WADE WALSTON
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Jigsaw Youth
I can sell my body if I wanna
God knows you already sold your mind
I may sell my body for money sometimes
But you can't stop the fire that burns
inside of me
You think I don't know
I'm here to tell you I do
You think I don't know
I know the truth about you yeah
Jigsaw, jigsaw youth
We go with the kids
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Jigsaw, jigsaw youth
We know there's not one way, one light, one stupid truth
Don't fit your definitions
Don't need your demands
Not into win lose reality
Won't fit in with your plan
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Resist Psychic Death
Your world not mine
Your world not ours
Your world not mine
Your world not ours
I will resist with every inch and every breath
I will resist this psychic death
I will resist with every inch and every breath
I will resist this psychic death
There's more than two ways of thinking
There's more than one way of knowing
There's more than two ways of being
There's more than one way of going somewhere
Silence inside of me, silence inside
Silence inside of me, silence inside
Silence inside of me, silence inside
Silence inside of me, silence inside
I will resist with every inch and every breath
I will resist this psychic death
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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
Writer: Kathleen Hanna, Billy Karren, Tobi Vail, Kathi Wilcox
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Outta Me
It's about bein in love
It's about bein in hate
It's about not wanting to miss you
It's about wanting you dead
Push the walls open
I wanna see my memories bleed
No, I don't remember you ever loving me
I think that's your f*cking fantasy
I think you want everything
Push the walls open
I wanna see my memories bleed
No, I don't remember you ever loving me
I remeber the back of your head
Leaving
And now I am quite sure you want
Everything, everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything, everything
Outta me
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