Ezra Furman: Lilac And Black

We all escaped from somewhere else
To the cruel cruel city where the asphalt melts
In the heat of our anger which finds no release
In the lab rat maze of ever-narrowing streets

It’s no surprise
We’ve got blood in our eyes
We’ve been alone too long
We belong together with our weapons drawn

Tonight I’m dreaming of my queer girl gang
We who walk this deadly path
And the city that tries to kill us each night
Will soon bow before our wrath

We’ve got death stares to ward off enemies
Amulets to ward off fear
And I try to keep count, try to guess the amount
Who’ll make it through the coming year, the coming year

So now I’m calling out to stations ‘cross the underground
Gather all your savages and send ‘em out
If you get the signal come defend the crown
That nobody knows you wear

We’re out here on the attack
We wear the lilac and black
We might not make it back
We wear the lilac and black

The cis question if we really exist
Sometimes even we’ve got doubts
But the feminine deferred like a rubbed-out word
Is still passed around from mouth to mouth

We might smile and laugh in a photograph
But you know our pretty heads are haunted
We’re the frozen girls in a planned-out world
That never once asked us what we wanted

So now we’re into territory we’ve been in before
End the preparations and begin the war
The streets of this city’s what we’re asking for
And we’ll take ‘em if they’re not given

We’re never coming back
We wear the lilac and black
We’re out here on the attack
We wear the lilac and black
No we might not make it back
We wear lilac and black
We leave no trace you can track
We wear the lilac and black