#powerslut

Rock & roll is such a bore  They don't blow up cars anymore Or take a chainsaw to guitars It's just alcoholic white dudes emptying bars So who do you blame for writer's block When the whole world's become morally bankrupt?  We put a bunch of pigs in charge  Who do you call when the right words never come? 

You're sleeping on the floor of your practice space in Allston Miles to burn with boys and girls who run your credit down You're headed for New York, but you never could shake Boston 'Cause everyone you learned to love was right here in this town You're named after a park that sits along the Charles You've never known bad luck, he wants to take you out And so you break in after dark and sneak along the cars Try not to wake the cops, and you can swim until you drown It's probably dumb to waste your luck on someone you just met last month But no one seems to mind that much when I can't get you to shut up So won't you please don't wear me out Please take care of yourself Please don't kill me in your car

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Linnea from #powerslut at the first ever Bandit Hideout show party! What a blast. Stay tuned for the next installation in May!