Thursday, 12 December 2013

To Whom It May Concern: Tell Me Lies About Russia

The Advocate.
I was run over by the truth one day.
Ever since the accident I've walked this way
   So stick my legs in plaster
   Tell me lies about Russia


Heard the alarm clock screaming with pain,
Couldn't find myself so I went back to sleep again
   So fill my ears with silver
   Stick my legs in plaster
   Tell me lies about Russia.


Where were you at the time of the crime?
Down by the Advocate drinking slime
   So chain my tongue with vodka
   Stuff my nose with garlic
   Coat my eyes with butter
   Fill my ears with silver
   Stick my legs in plaster
   Tell me lies about Russia.


You put your boycotts in, you put your conscience out,
You take the human being and you PR it all about
   So scrub my skin with bar men
   Chain my tongue with vodka
   Stuff my nose with garlic
   Coat my eyes with butter
   Fill my ears with silver
   Stick my legs in plaster
   Tell me lies about Russia.



With apologies to Adrian Mitchell.

Dedicated to the servants of power and American empire at "Queer Nation NY", and every gay journalist who's never taken two minutes to try and fact-check a story about Russia.

Oh fuck it - just believe everything you read, life's easier that way.
x

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