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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ezra Furman
Ezra Furman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Congleton
John Congleton
Producer

Lyrics

We all escaped from somewhere else To the cruel, cruel city where the asphalt melts In the heat of our anger which finds no release In the lab rat maze of ever-narrowing streets It's no surprise We've got blood in our eyes We've been alone too long We belong together with our weapons drawn Tonight, tonight I'm dreaming of my queer girl gang We who walk this deadly path And the city that tries to kill us each night Will soon bow before our wrath, ah We've got death stares to ward off enemies Amulets to ward off fear And I try to keep count, try to guess the amount Who'll make it through the coming year, the coming year So now we're calling out to stations 'cross the underground Gather all your savages and send them out If you get the signal, come defend the crown That nobody knows you wear We're out here on the attack We wear the lilac and black We might not make it back We wear the lilac and black The cis question if we really exist, sometimes even we've got doubts But the feminine deferred like a rubbed-out word Is still passed around from mouth to mouth Hell, yeah We might smile and laugh in a photograph But you know our pretty heads are haunted We're the frozen girls in a planned-out world They never once asked us what we wanted, no So now we're in the territory we've been in before End the preparations as begin the war The streets of this city's what we're asking for And we'll take 'em if they're not given We're never coming back We wear the lilac and black We're out here on the attack We wear the lilac and black No, we might not make it back But we wear lilac and black We leave no trace you can track We wear the lilac and black
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