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Daddy Can't Shoot

from The Little Death by Ruth Ruth

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train, train bleeding the dirt. comb my hair with a mouth full of cola, drop downtown to pick a girlfriend there, from all the cold-cut pretty and the kool-aid hair. i want to measure to the pleasure, i've got a sure-fire come-on and a two ton feather in a velvet cathedral, fresh like a needle. puncture my feet like a walk on the shag. i've got a thumb like a crocodile, breath like a fish. hey, pinball gigolo, weren't you an indian? people like me and channel thirteen, we're different... different like rain. daddy can't shoot, tell me where'd i come from? i want the truth. daddy can't shoot, tell me where'd i come from? i want the truth. my mother picked me out of a mail-order catalog. a jujifruit jim, a buy one get one, female to female, angie to angie. i found out later that a dyke ain't daddy, but a big hunk o' love with a waterproof memory. the devil rode in on a fifth grade pony, and he called me a faggot then laughed like a showgirl. i ran home and turned on the radio. captain and tenille were fucking in the living room, a thing like that can change a boy. a thing like that, a thing like that can change a boy. daddy can't shoot, tell me where'd i come from? i want the truth. daddy can't shoot, tell me where'd i come from? i want the truth. new york medical called me pathetical, then blamed it all on peanut-butter lockjaw. returned me home with a medal for a hero. mtv, generation blowjob. i'm alright with mom and mom. i'm alright, according to madonna. i've got a record deal, i've got a video. women writing me without wearing underwear. measure to the plea sure, i've got a surefire come on and a two ton feather, and a blackhead, flattop licking at my gumdrop, bring me my money, clap on clap off. people like me and channel thirteen, we're different...different like rain. daddy can't shoot. tell me where'd i come from? i want the truth. daddy can't shoot. tell me where'd i come from? tell me where'd i come from?

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from The Little Death, released August 14, 1997

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