This ain't no love song
Just singing the blues
This ain't no romance
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're such a lovely baby
But lord, you're hard to find
You're the sleeping beauty
You've broken your body
But don't mess with your mind
You've got values for something, but buried so deep
Please open your eyes now, before you die in your sleep
I want to hold you for hours, to lift up your weight
Indulge in your presence before it's too late
But like a night dream is broken when morning begins
You slip through the armnoid like a mannequin
I don't need to tell you about sadness and pain
Or fear and frustration, of anger and tears
Like a tongue that ain't spoken, it ain't spoken here
I'm talking about people and my solitude
About so many people, about not feeling good
Trashfunk was written by Fred “Freak” Smith & Dug Birdell & Tomas Squip.
Trashfunk was produced by Ian MacKaye.