TRASH WHITE

PATTI SMITH. ARYAN IN FILTH

Patti Smith is a fag-hag mudshark genius, screwed up by The Kike's "underground" (Dylan/Zimmy, Ginsburg, William S Burroughs, Lou Reed, Mapplethorpe), with kike producers and musicians, but her soul was Aryan once, raised in and wallowing in filth. American.


"PISS FACTORY"

1974


Sixteen and time to pay off. I get this job in a piss factory inspecting pipe, forty hours, thirty-six dollars a week, but its a paycheck, Jack. It's so hot in here, hot like Sahara. You could faint from the heat, but these bitches are just too lame to understand, too god-damned grateful to get this job to know they're getting screwed up the ass. All these women they got no teeth or gum or cranium, and the way they suck hot sausage. But me, well I wasn't sayin' too much neither. I was moral schoolgirl, hard-working asshole. I figured I was speedo motorcycle. I had to earn my dough, had to earn my dough. But no, you gotta, you gotta relate, right? You gotta find the rhythm within. Floor boss slides up to me and he says, "Hey, sister, you're just movin' too fast. You're screwin' up the quota. You're doin your piece work too fast. Now you get off your mustang, Sally, you ain't goin nowhere, you ain't goin nowhere." I lay back. I get my nerve up. I take a swig of Romilar, and I walk up to hot-shit Dot Hook and I say, 'Hey, hey sister, it don't matter whether I do labor fast or slow. There's always more labor after.' She's real Catholic, see. She fingers her cross and she says, "There's one reason. There's one reason. You do it my way or I push your face in. We knee you in the john if you dont get off your mustang, Sally. If you dont shake it up baby." Shake it up, baby, twist and shout. O that I could will a radio here! James Brown singing, "I Lost Someone", or the Jesters, and the Paragons, and Georgie Wood, the guy with the goods, and Guided Missiles. But no, I got nothin'. No diversion, no window, nothing here but a porthole in the plaster, in the plaster, where I look down, look down at Sweet Theresa's convent. All those nurses, all those nuns scattin' 'round with their bloom hoods like cats in mourning. Oh, to me they, you know, to me they look pretty damn free down there, down there, not having to press those smooth, not having to smooth those hands against hot steel, not having to worry about the in-speed, the dogma of in-speed of labor. Well, they look pretty damn free down there. And the way they smell, the way they smell. And here I gotta be up here smellin Dot Hook's midwife sweat. I would rather smell the way boys smell. Oh, those schoolboys, the way their legs flap under the desk in study hall. That odor, rising, roses and ammonia, and way their dicks droop like lilacs. Or the way they smell that forbidden acrid smell. But no I gotta, I gotta put clammy lady in my nostril. Her against the wheel. Me against the wheel. Oh, the in-speed, oh, slow motion inspection is drivin' me insane. In steel, next to Dot Hook. Oh, we may look the same, shoulder to shoulder, sweatin' 110 degrees, but I will never faint, I will never faint. They laugh, and they expect me to faint, but I will never faint, I refuse to lose, I refuse to fall down, because you see it's the monotony that's got to me, every afternoon like the last one, every afternoon like a re-run, next to Dot Hook, and, yeah, we look the same, both pumpin' steel, both sweatin', but you know she got nothin' to hide, and I got something to hide here, called Desire. I got something to hide here, called Desire. And I will get out of here. You know the fear potion is just about to come. In my nose is the taste of sugar, and I got nothin' to hide here save Desire. And I'm gonna go, I'm gonna get out of here, I'm gonna get out of here. I'm gonna get on that train. I'm gonna go on that train and go to New York City, and I'm gonna be somebody. I'm gonna get on that train, go to New York City, and I'm gonna be so big. I'm gonna be a big star, and I will never return, never return, no, never return, to burn at this Piss Factory. And I will travel light. Oh, watch me now!




"SUMMER CANNIBALS"

1996


I was down in Georgia
nothing was as real
as the street beneath my feet
descending into air

The cauldron was a-bubbling
the flesh was lean
and the women moved forward
like piranhas in a stream
they spread themselves before me
an offering so sweet
and they beckoned and they beckoned
come on darling eat

Eat the summer cannibals
eat eat eat
you eat the summer cannibals
eat eat eat

They circled around me
natives in a ring
and I saw their souls a-withering
like snakes in chains
and they wrapped themselves around me
ummm what a treat
and they rattled their tales hissin'
come on let's eat

Eat the summer cannibals
eat eat eat
you eat the summer cannibals
eat eat eat

I felt a rising in my throat
the girls a-saying grace
and the air the viscous air
pressed against my face
and it all got too damn much for me
just got too damn rough
and I pushed away my plate
and said boys I've had enough
and I laid upon the table
another piece of meat
and I opened up my veins to them
and said come on eat

Eat the summer cannibals
eat eat eat
you eat the summer cannibals
eat eat eat
you eat the summer cannibals
eat eat eat
you eat the summer cannibals
eat eat eat

Cause I was down in Georgia
nothing was as real
as the street beneath my feet
descending into hell

So eat eat eat
you eat eat eat
you eat eat eat
eat eat eat





DANCING BAREFOOT

1978


she is benediction
she is addicted to thee
she is the root connection
she is connecting with he

here I go and I don't know why
I fell so ceaselessly
could it be he's taking over me...

I'm dancing barefoot
heading for a spin
some strange music draws me in
makes me come on like some heroine

she is sublimation
she is the essence of thee
she is concentrating on
he, who is chosen by she

here I go and I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly,
could it be he's taking over me...

I'm dancing barefoot
heading for a spin
some strange music draws me in
makes me come on like some heroine

she is re-creation
she, intoxicated by thee
she has the slow sensation that
he is levitating with she ...

here I go and I don't know why,
I spin so ceaselessly,
'til I lose my sense of gravity...

I'm dancing barefoot
heading for a spin
some strange music draws me in
makes me come on like some heroine

(oh God, I fell for you ...)

the plot of our life sweats in the dark like a face
the mystery of childbirth, of childhood itself
grave visitations
what is it that calls to us?
why must we pray screaming?
why must not death be redefined?
we shut our eyes we stretch out our arms
and whirl on a pane of glass
an asphyxiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree
the hands of he and the promise that she is blessed among women.

(oh God, I fell for you ...)





"FREDERICK"

1979


hi hello wake from thy sleep
God has given your soul to keep
all of the power that burns in the flame
ignites the light in a single name

Frederick name of care
fast asleep in a room somewhere
guardian angels line they bed
shed their light on thy sleepy head

I am a threshold yearning to sing
down with the the dancers having one last fling
here's to the moment when you said hello
come on my spirit are you ready let's go

hi hi hey hey
maybe I will come back some day now
but tonight on the wings of a dove
up above to the land of love

now I lay me down to sleep
pray the Lord my soul to keep
kiss to kiss breath to breath
my soul surrenders astonished to death

night of wonder for us to keep
set our sails channel out deep
after the rapture two hearts meet
mine entwined in a single beat

Frederick you're the one
as we journey from sun to sun
all the dreams I waited so long for
fly tonight so long so long

bye bye hey hey
maybe we will come back some day now
but tonight on the wings of a dove
up above to the land of love

Frederick name of care
high above in sky that's clear
all the things I've been dreamin' of
are expressed in this name of love

bye bye hey hey
maybe we will come back some day now
but tonight on the wings of a dove
up above





AIN'T IT STRANGE?

1976


Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse,
Girl in white dress, boy shoot white stuff
Oh, don't you know that anyone can join
And they come and they call and they fall on the floor
Don't you see when you're looking at me
That I'll never end transcend transcend
Ain't it strange oh oh oh
Ain't it strange oh oh oh

Come and join me, I implore thee,
I impure thee, come explore me.
Oh, don't you know that anyone can come
And they come and they call and they crawl on the floor.
Don't you see when you're looking at me
That I'll never end transcend transcend
Ain't it strange oh oh oh
Ain't it strange oh oh oh

True, true, who are you?
Who, who am I?
Oh da oh da oh da oh da oh da oh da

Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse,
Girl in white dress, boy shoot white stuff.
Oh, don't you know that anyone can come
And they come and they call and they fall on the floor
Don't you see when you're looking at me
That I'll never end transcend transcend.
Ain't it strange oh oh oh
Ain't it strange oh oh oh

Do you go to the temple tonight?
Oh no, I don't think so
Do you not go to the palace of answers with me Marie?
Oh no, I don't think so, no
See when they offer me book of gold,
I know soon still that platinum is coming
And when I look inside of your temple
It looks just like the inside of anyone one man,
And when he beckons his finger to me,
Well, I move in another direction,
I move in another dimension
I move in another dimension oh oh oh

I spin, I spiral, and I splatter
Hand of God, I feel the finger,
Hand of God, and I start to whirl
And I whirl, and I whirl,
Don't get dizzy, do not fall now,
Turn, God, God (strange)
Go, go on, go like a dervish,
Turn, God, (strange) make a move
Turn, Lord, (strange)
I don't get nervous
Oh I just move in another dimension
Come move in another dimension
Come move in another dimension
Come move in another dimension oh oh oh
Strange strange

Do you go to the temple tonight?
Oh no, I don't think so, no
We'll go to the pagoda
The palace of answers with me, Marie
Oh no, I don't believe so, no
See when they offer me book of gold,
I know soon still that platinum is coming
And when I look inside of your temple
It looks just like the inside of anyone one man
And when he beckons his finger to me,
Well, I move in another dimension
I move in another dimension
I move in another dimension oh oh oh






"WAVE"

1979


Hi. Hi. I was running after you for a long time. I, I was watching you from ... actually I've watched you for a long time. I like to watch you when you're walking back and forth on the beach, and the way your, the way your cloth looks. I like, I like to see the edges, the bottom of it, get all wet when you're walking near the water there. It's real nice to talk to you. I didn't. I, I, I, I, I, how are you? how are you? (oh albino) I saw I saw you from your balcony window, and you were standing there waving at everybody. It was really great because there was about a billion people there, but when I was waving to you, uh, the way your face was, it was so, the way your face was, It made me feel exactly like we're -- it's not that you were just waving to me, but that we were we were waving to each other. Really it was really wonderful. I really felt happy. It really made me happy, and, um, I, I just wanted to thank you, because you, you really, really, you made me, you made me feel good. And. Oh, I. It's nothing. I, um, I, well I'm just clumsy. Yeah. No, it's just a band-aid. No, it's okay. Oh no, I'm always doing, something's always happening to me. Yeah, well, I'll be seein' ya. Goodbye. Bye. Wave, thou art pretty. Wave, thou art high. Wave, thou are music. Wave, thou are white. (oh albino) (oh albino) Wave, thou art high. (wave thou art pretty) Wave to the city. Wave goodbye. Goodbye, sir. Goodbye, papa.



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