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Thursday, April 19, 2007

Kathleen Hanna spoken word

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I am your worst nightmare come to life
I’m a girl who can’t shut up
There’s not a guy big enough can handle this mouth
I’m gonna tell everyone what you did to me
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
And I was having this dream
Where there was this doctor
And I was on a conveyor belt
And I was going by like really really slow
And I’m nine years old
And it’s really tiring
And I’m really sleepy
Sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy tired
And I’m laying on the conveyor belt and I’m going by really slow
And there’s this doctor
And he’s looking down on me
And I’m looking up at him
And he’s looking down on me
And I’m looking up at him
And he’s looking down on me
And he inspects every single girl
As they go by
And we’re on this island
And so, it’s like not a part of the rest of the real world
It’s like separate from the rest of the real world
And because it’s an island
And I’m nine years old
And one of the little things I’ve learned off the TV
I think like everybody else
Like all of the girls on the conveyor belt
Are gonna be brown and I’m the only white one
And I’m going by
And I’m going by
And I’m going by
And he looks down
And he inspects them
He inspects them
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
And finally he comes to me
And he stops
And he looks down
And I’m looking up at him
And he’s looking down on me
And he reaches his hand down
And he starts touching me
This is the dream
This is the dream
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
(nothing was happening)
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
Oh yeah I wasn’t dreaming
I wasn’t dreaming
I don’t really think I was dreaming
I really think something happened in that house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
But see
What if I had a fantasy before that that made it happen
Or what if there was like a dream
Or something I saw on TV
Or what if it really didn’t happen
Then I say something
And then everybody gets accused
(nothing was happening)
And then
What about the fact that I like passive sex
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
(nothing was happening)
Something was happening
Why is it that I woke up
For the first twelve years of my life with no top on
(nothing was happening)
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
I am your worst nightmare come to life
Cause I’m not gonna shut up
I’m gonna tell everyone
(nothing was happening)
I’m gonna tell everyone
(nothing was happening)
I can’t sing you a pretty song
(nothing was happening)
I can’t sing you a pretty song
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
It was the middle of the night in my house
Something did happen
Why would a baby dream of rape
Why would a baby dream of rape
Why would a baby dream of rape

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