Lyrics:
I am Miss Kosovo
1m and 77cm tall
Star sign? Leo
Profession? Performance artist
Alexa? Fuck them up!
1989
1989
1980
1980
1989
1991
1991
1990
Froot Loops and Looney Tunes
And everything you thought you knew
Pulled out like the rug beneath your shoes
Mandela didn’t die
In 1980’s Apartheid
When we drop, the stars are fucking major, leave you in a mangle
Not a trace, I made the deal like 1980s toting pagers
Like Walt Frazier, crackhead pass
a seatbelt because you believe in yourself
Seatbelts!
So 1980s
Seatbelts!
Don’t drink the Kool Aid
Seatbelts!
Such a turn off
It’s time to stand up
I grew up in the middle of the 1980s
Pac-Man and Wham! were all the rage
Held a Walkman in my hand
Wore a black pair of parachute pants
Watched
Incite the tangled algorithms
To their dangled non-local dance
Of the Survived
Touch
Touch me here
COVID-19, 1980s come HIV
2020 un-spell the undercount
wrong? Let happiness carry on
The air of MTV, feelin' like we're twenty but not
We're lost, gone in the past, so why deal with decay
1980
I need to rain
only got the caches
We don't need electricity
We don't have any money Maybe
We'll leave in 1980
We are not yet up to date
We are stuck together here
whole timeline clicking up
All my guys gon' live it up
Two-tone whip, my candy paint
I owe you like not a thing
Cash on I buy anything
Dashboard 1980
When we drop, the stars are fucking major, leave you in a mangle
Not a trace, I made the deal like 1980s toting pagers
Like Walt Frazier, crackhead pass
the 1980's
Or a prostitute
Or a mom
And it was like two magnets
Sliding past one another
As Jody and I watched the pair disappear
Down the boardwalk
memories of the Great Depression
Had slowly faded when the 1980s came around
These Reagan-era mistakes have started a trend
That has slowly brought us
know
Oversettling standards
Some look down on
A, Bi, Pan, Trans, 2Spirit too
Forget 1980s when Lesbians chose to give
Black People forsaken
Culture Is
socks on
The way I am living you would think that it's that song
Man it's crazy I dream about a Mercedes
The ones from the 1980s
I am balling like I am
the safety
Now the other party tryna bring it back like it's the 1980s
Fighting for the right to life
You the same, so take that chip off your shoulder
Push
Yeah see we brought the fuckin' 1980s back
We brought the 1960s back
We brought the 70s and we brought the 90s
Now it's time to bring back the 2008s
The Dancer
Hanover, NH, early 1980's
Once she was a dancer, flowing like the sea
Across the stage
Now she has a new partner, but she can't follow his
the friends that we had known
But this is the 1980s and we were on our own
We never felt like heroes or martyrs to a cause
Just battle-weary soldiers in
In the 1980's I was busy hating,
All of the intangible, the impossibly impractical ideas I'd never understand.
And in the 1990's, it was far
twelve years older
Except for when we talked about the 1980s
'Cause I was still showing up to Modern European History
While she was trying to hold
God, tags in the trainyard
Wild style fat laced, thugs locked up
From a 1980's case
Goons with them grown kids
Used to them long bids
Meet you
runner's eyes
Everything is fleeting, baby
Even the sadness that the late summer gave me
Our dreamy memories of the 1980s
First we sing falsetto,
In the 1980s a man with a box came along
And in the 1990s a man with a box wrote this song
A man with a box could be loving and he knows it
But
Just one big family
Been around since the 1980's
Old school, we're living in the past
They said it would never last
A few dozen of the strong
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