In New York you’ve gotta be somebody
Somebody with a big ass & high heeled shoes like daggers
Somebody with wrinkled hundreds in pockets
Somebody with a penthouse uptown & a summer home in the Hamptons
Somebody who knows other somebodies
Eccentric but intellectual
Artistic yet accessible
Non ordinary because to be somebody is to be special
Pizzazz, confetti, bleached teeth, all wowwza
A four leaf clover, a unicorn, a doer, a winner!
Winner winner chicken dinner
Where nobody feasts but picks at scraps
How many edges can I push until the walls collapse?
Morality snaps at the neck
My shock factor is my highest asset
My glory lies in my un relatability
How different can I seem?
I do the untypical because I’m not typical
How many exotic drugs can I consume?
Alter my consciousness so I can expand consciousness
How many people can I know/ exploit/ fuck?
Feign love until one day I do
If I remain in my bedroom alone — I no longer exist
Le Bain is waiting for me
The Box is summoning me
The Blond is missing me
Bottle service wants to fill my flute
My vices must be nursed by a caring hand
The Burlesque stage is empty
No one’s strutting up
Slutting it up in latex pants and leather belts
Serving cunt with high fashion anorexics and fag hags
Dancing under strobe lights / zap the mind mute
The body all electric sizzle
Call me by somebody’s name I know
I forgot mine underneath the noise of New York
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