Potango Tango Lyrics & Chords By Lydia Lunch

Now some of us are weak, and some endure Some people live their lives with a violence that's pure and clean But I saw man cry once, down on his knees In a corner of a darkened...read more

In Bed With Boys when I was small arthritic in my crib I knew Spainards wanted sleep while Americans merely needed it now on warm summer days boys nip at my neck their hands, to...read more

I am like Jack, I am from southern land I'm holding your happiness in my hand the sun behind me is a sexual red and all your bounty-hunting ghosts are dead I am like Jack and...read more

Scratched his head, then pulled his ear Reached out for a glass of beer Ricky's hand Ricky's hand From the pocket it pulled five pound Ricky bought another round ...read more

Impressions of African winter The sun shining down on your hair Concrete tundra filled with an endless face You're leaving a photograph of emptyness I'm left in this land a...read more