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The Vynyl Club
September 21st, 1999
Hollywood, California
starring Michael Cerveris, John Cameron Mitchell, Miriam Shor,
Stephen Trask, Stone Temple Pilots
Angry Inch - real audio
My sex change operation got botched.
My guardian angel fell asleep on the watch
Now all I got is a barbie doll crotch
I've got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
I've got an - I've got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
I've got an - I've got an angry inch
I'm from the land where you still hear the cries
I had to get out -had to sever all ties
I changed my name and assumed a disguise
I've got an angry inch
My mother made my tits out of clay
My boyfriend said he'd take me away
They dragged me to the doctor one day
I've got an angry inch!
Six inches forward and five inches back
I've got an - I've got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
I've got an - I've got an angry inch
Long story short!
Ja, Long story
short - literally.
I woke up from the operation
I was bleedin down there
Bleeding from the gash between my legs
My first day as a woman and
already it's that time of the month
Two days later the wound closed up
the wound healed.
I was left with a one inch mound of flesh
where my penis used to be but my vagina never was
A one inch mound of flesh
A scar running down it like a sideways grimace
on an eyeless face
It was just a little bulge
but it started talking to me
It said, "hey you muther fucker
what you did - you did to me!
I'm an angry inch!"
Six inches forward and five inches back
I've got an - I've got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
I've got an - I've got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
I've got an - I've got an angry inch
Six inches forward and five inches back
Wicked Little Town - real
audio
You know, the sun is in your eyes,
And hurricanes and rains and black and cloudy skies.
You’re running up and down that hill.
You turn it on and off at will.
There’s nothing here to thrill
Or bring you down.
And if you’ve got no other choice,
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town.
Oh Lady, luck has led you
here
And they’re so twisted up
They’ll twist you up I fear.
The pious, hateful and devout,
The pious, hateful and devout,
You’re turning tricks ‘til you’re turned out,
The wind so cold it burns,
You’re burning out and blowing ‘round.
You’re turning tricks ‘til you’re turned out,
The wind so cold it burns,
You’re burning out and blowing ‘round.
And if you’ve got no
other choice
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town.
The fates are vicious and they’re cruel.
You learn too late you’ve used two wishes
Like a fool.
And then you’re someone you are not,
And Junction City ain’t the spot,
Remember Mrs. Lot
And when she turned around.
And when she turned around.
And if you’ve got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town.
