Hedwig and the Angry Inch Page #5

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Like shining blades

of a knife

And it ripped

right through the flesh

Of the children

Of the sun and the moon

and the earth

And some lndian god

Sewed the wound up

into a hole

Pulled it round

to our bellies

To remind us

of the price we pay

And Osiris...

Wait, did you sing

"the Cyrus"?

No, no--

You just sang "the Cyrus"

on that recording.

The Cyrus, Cyrus.

Cyrus the god.

There's no god

called "Cyrus."

It's "Osiris,"

it's an Egyptian god.

- We read that book--

- We had two versions of that song.

- We had one version--

- No, we had two versions--

--and you

f***ed it up!

I know.

Maybe... maybe

we could jam sometime?

Maybe we could.

That's the pain

Cuts a straight line

down through the heart

We called it love

So we wrapped our arms

around each other

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Tommy, what's

your relationship

to Hedwig Robinson?

I never knew that woman

before that night,

and I never knew

she wasn't a woman.

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Thank you so much.

Hedwig and

the Angry Inch!

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I was born

On the other side

Of a town

ripped in two

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And no matter

how hard I try

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I end up

black and blue

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I rose from off

of the doctor's slab

I lost a piece

of my heart

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Now everyone

gets to take a stab

They cut me up

into parts

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I gave a piece

to my mother

I gave a piece

to my man

I gave a piece

to the rock star

He took

the good stuff...

And ran

I've got it

all sewn up A hardened razor cut,

scar map across my body

And you can

trace the lines Through misery's designs

that map across my body

A collage

I'm all sewn up

A montage

I'm all sewn up

A random pattern

with a needle and thread

The overlapping way

diseases are spread

To a tornado body

with a hand grenade head

And the legs

are two lovers entwined

Inside I'm hollowed out

outside's a paper shroud

And all the rest's

illusion

That there's

a will and soul

That we can wrest control

from chaos and confusion

A collage

I'm all sewn up

A montage

I'm all sewn up.

Just a boy...

No cosmic lover...

This wicked town...

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Something beautiful

and new...

Forgive me

for I did not know

'Cause I was

just a boy

You were

so much more

Than any god

could ever plan

More than a woman

or a man

Now I understand

How much I took

from you

That when everything

starts breaking down

You take the pieces

off the ground

Show this wicked town

Something beautiful

and new

You think that luck

has left you there

But maybe

there's nothing

Up in the sky

but air

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And there's

no mystical design

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No cosmic lover

preassigned

There's nothing

you can find

That cannot

be found

'Cause with all the changes

you've been through

It seems the stranger's

always you

Alone again in some new

wicked little town

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And when you've got

no other choice

You know you can

follow my voice

Through the dark turns

and noise

Of this wicked

little town

It's a wicked

Little town

Goodbye, wicked...

Little town.

Rain falls hard

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Burns dry

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A dream

or a song

d

That hits you

so hard

Filling you up

Suddenly gone

Breathe

Feel

Love

Give

Free

Know in your soul

Like your blood

knows the way

From your heart

to your brain

Knows that

you're whole

And you're shining

like the brightest star

A transmission

on the midnight radio

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And you're spinning

Like a 45

Ballerina

Dancing to

your rock and roll...

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Here's to Patti

And Tina

And Yoko

Aretha

And Nona

And Nico

And me

And all the strange

rock and rollers

You know you're doing

alright

So hold on

to each other

You gotta

hold on tonight

And you're shining

like the brightest star

A transmission

on the midnight radio

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And you're spinning

Your new 45s

All the misfits

and the losers

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Well, you know

you're rock and rollers

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Spinning to

Your rock and roll

Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands

Now! Now!

Lift up your hands

Lift up your hands.

When the earth

was still flat

And clouds made

of fire

And mountains stretched up

to the sky

Sometimes higher

Folks roamed the earth

Like big rolling kegs

They had

two sets of arms

They had

two sets of legs

They had two faces peering

out of one giant head

So they could

watch all around them

As they talked

while they read

And they never

knew nothing of love

It was before

The origin of love

The origin of love

Now there was

three sexes then

One that looked like two men

glued up back-to-back

They called

the children of the sun

And similar

in shape and girth

Was the children

of the Earth

They looked like

two girls rolled up in one

And the children

of the moon

Was like a fork

shoved on a spoon

They was part sun, part earth

part daughter, part son

Ah-hh...

the origin of love.

Some girls,

they got natural ease

They wear it

any way they please

With their French

flip curls

And perfumed

magazines

Wear it up

Let it down

This is the best way

that I've found

To be the best

you've ever seen

I put on

some makeup

Turn on the eight-track

I'm pulling the wig

down from the shelf

Suddenly I'm

Miss Farrah Fawcett from TV

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Until I wake up

And I turn back

to myself

Shag, bi-level, bob,

Dorothy Hamill do

Sausage curls

chicken wings

It's all because

of you

With your blow-dried

feather back

Toni Home Wave, too

Flip, 'fro,

frizz, flop

It's all because

of you

It's all because

of you

It's all because

of you.

Okay, everybody.

I put on some makeup

Turn on the eight-track

I'm pulling the wig

down from the shelf

Suddenly I'm

this punk rock star

Of stage and screen

And I ain't never

I'm never turning back

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