Scissor Sisters Ms. Matronic’s Magic Message

What’s up? It’s Pickles. Leave a message.

Now that’s what I call a kiki honey.

I wanna flip that over and grip it up again, okay?

I’m so glad you liked the songs I played you and

You know I didn’t get to play you everything I’ve got in my magic bag

So I’m gonna hold the phone up to the speaker right now

Stay tuned honey

Scissor Sisters Return To Oz

Once there was a man

who had a little too much time on his hands

he never stopped to think that he was getting older.

When his night came to an end

He tried to grasp for his last friend and pretend

That he could wish himself health on a four-leaf clover

He said is this the return to Oz?

The grass is dead, the gold is brown and the sky has claws

There’s a wind-up man walking round and round

What once was Emerald City is now a crystal town

Its three o’ clock in the morning

You get a phone call from the queen with a hundred heads

She says that they’re all dead

She tried the last one on

It couldn’t speak, fell off

And now she just wanders the halls

Thinking nothing, thinking nothing at all

She says is this the return to Oz?

The grass is dead, the gold is brown and the sky has claws

There’s a wind-up man walking round and round

What once was Emerald City is now a crystal town

The wheelies are cutting pavement

and the Skeksis at the rave meant

to hide deep inside

their sunken faces

and their wild, rolling eyes

But their callous words reveal

That they can no longer feel

Love or sex appeal

The patchwork girl has come to cinch the deal

To return to Oz we’ve fled the world

With smiles and clenching jaws

Please help me friend from coming down

I’ve lost my place and now it can’t be found

Is this the return to Oz?

The grass is dead, the gold is brown and the sky has claws

There’s a wind-up man walking round and round

What once was Emerald City is now a crystal town

Scissor Sisters The Skins

You are subject to inspections,

Those are not your lips

Have you been kissed by a computer?

Are you able to move your hips?

It’s the skins can you see them,

Holding us in?

The skins can you see them?

We cling to our skins.

Is it true, are you changing?

If so I won’t come in.

Are you going to be so different?

There’s a world without skin.

It’s the skins can you see them,

Holding us in?

The skins can you see them?

We cling to our skins.

Randy Perkins where are you now?

The age of innocence is dead

Legions of legends have shown us how,

When you’re ageing it’s so hard to keep your head,

When you’re ageing it’s so hard to keep your head,

I’m not complaining it’s so hard to keep my head,

When you’re ageing it’s so hard to keep your head.

It’s the skins can you see them,

Holding us in?

The skins can you see them?

We cling to our skins.

Scissor Sisters Better Luck Next Time

I know I’m into you

I don’t know what to do

When we talk I feel like I’ve died twice

Boxers use it’s fists

Hockey players break their wrist

You break my heart when you try to play nice

Like a detective without a case

I’ll magnify what you say and

Test the implications

It could be you or it could be through

Before it even begins

I’m a fish swimming without fins

Better luck next time

maybe we could have a go

With another kind of love

One that carries on

Better luck next time

Guess I’ve only one regret

That I didn’t get to know you better than I did

You tell me that you’re mine

Are you just being kind?

Let’s not strech our imagination

When you look into my eyes

Always get them butterflies

My knees get weak with anticipation

And if I might have a slip of the tongue

Will the fun disappear?

Is the binding coming undone?

You keep me waiting within your grasp

But I can’t tell what you feel

And I’m too afraid to ask you

Better luck next time

Maybe we could have a go

With another kind of love

One that carries on

Better luck next time

Guess I’ve only one regret

That I didn’t get to know you bet

Scissor Sisters Fuck Yeah

Let me tell you that so you know who I am,

Got a rack like a booby, got an ass like a can

And Ima thrust it lust it bust it

Cause I must hit

Chop it in a fine white line till I blust it

Drop to my titty got a big head

Got my dick wet keep jackin on the ground

When I fly with the jet set backwards discothèque

I earned it fine line byline learned it

Work it like Gary in a coal mine

Rough trade with the rubber man

Love it when I shake that ass crack

Take that didn’t want me

But I know payback

Bitches at the bar pay cash

Gotta take a Gatorade protein shake

Got a six semi automatic go snap snap snap

Turn it to feel up my loving

think you’d better work it

to feel my loving

Turn it to feel up my loving

think you’d better work it

to feel my loving

my wheel turning like a river

But I suck like Hoover

Don’t call a pussy nothing but Vancouver

I got eyes like man so I don’t feel like dancing

For the blue man group

Or give a moments chance

Suck a mother load because I’m strong

If you got a sequin I’ll put it on

Walking with a flat bush nothing but a thong

This is not love song, my theme song

Do a line on my perfect body lick up the curves

I got vitamin c baby you got the scurvy

scurvy you heard me, want a dick like a queen

Hurly girly let me take off my shirty

Baby say fuck yeah

Baby say fuck yeah

Baby say fuck yeah I’m tired of waiting on you

Baby say fuck yeah

Baby say fuck yeah

Baby say fuck yeah I’m tired of waiting on you

Turn it to feel up my lovin

think you’d better work it

to feel my lovin

Turn it to feel up my lovin

think you’d better work it

to feel my lovin

Don’t you be surprised when I fetishize

Let me describe, I moisturize

No Levi’s just fruit flies

Touch my updew, Ill cut you

My mew mew shoes dodge doodoo

Like muture I suit you

Fresh like bonjora like shou sha

Soy una penche gu ha

Wild lady with the back on low down

What you find when the cops unload that

Nothing but a compact disk and a Kodak

Know that throw back don’t fool kojak

Wild lady with the back on low down

What you find when the cops unload that

Nothing but a compact disk and a Kodak

Know that throw back don’t fool kojak

Talk about love me cause I’m strong

If you got a sequin I’ll put it on

Walking with a Flatbush nothing but a thong

Its not love song, my theme song

Don’t get it till your done that’s why I dance

Everything I judge why I heart best

Hit it with a blow get it till your blessed

Baby get weaker that’s your man

Turn it to feel up my loving

think you’d better work it

to feel my loving

Turn it to feel up my loving

think you’d better work it

to feel my loving

Wild lady with the back on low down

What you find when the cops unload that

Nothing but a compact disk and a Kodak

Know that throw back don’t fool kojak

Wild lady with the back on low down

What you find when the cops unload that

Nothing but a compact disk and a Kodak

Know that throw back don’t fool kojak

Scissor Sisters Hair Baby

Hair baby gets down when she’s all grown up

She’s actin’ like her mama won’t let her out

I’m askin’ you to help me find a way

Seems hard but it’s impossible for hair baby

[CHORUS:]

I’ve seen the devil and it looks like that (shake it off, shake it off)

It’s in the house; get on your phone (for the love)

You got the trouble where your family tight

You was thinkin’ you was all alone (get it off)

Get it off before you burst your buttons now

Chair maybe don’t lounge when she’s all turned out

She’s mendin’ up, the Sisters gonna fly her out

I’m askin’ you to help me find her way

Big money but she’s featuring cut hair baby

[CHORUS]

I’ve seen the devil and it looks like that (shake it off, shake it off)

It’s in the house; get on your phone (for the love)

You got the trouble where your family tight

You was thinkin’ you was all alone (get it off)

Get it off before you burst your buttons now

Whip it, burn it, shake it, run it

Little girl had let it all fall out, ooh

Bitch it, blow it, snatch it, grow it

Dye it, fly it, lay it to the south

[CHORUS]

I’ve seen the devil and it looks like that (shake it off, shake it off)

It’s in the house; get on your phone (for the love)

You got the trouble where your family tight

You was thinkin’ you was all alone (get it off)

Get it off before you burst your buttons now

Hair baby, hair baby

What you gonna do with it now, hair baby? (Get it off me)

[Repeat]

Scissor Sisters Sex Exciter

Once I had a baby doll

She told me she can take it all

There were things she wouldn’t do

Underpaid, over use

Looking so adorable

Until she got another call

[?] underneath the box

she got me fooling [?]

Could have fall in love again

Could have fall in love again

I’m getting rough for my sex exciter

I fooled you one and I push you in

I take a ride on my sex exciter

I feel [?] but you make me feel alive again

[?]

Almost my water bed

Under me, I’m over you

Tease my day you got me blue

Shoot me of a water fall

[?]

I’m getting rough for my sex exciter

I fooled you one and I push you in

I take a ride on my sex exciter

I feel [?] but you make me feel alive again

I can be your love but

You can be my sex exciter

Baby give me open wide

Yes I love my sex exciter

I’m getting rough for my sex exciter

I fooled you one and I push you in

I take a ride on my sex exciter

I feel [?] but you make me feel alive again

[x2]

Scissor Sisters Filthy / Gorgeous

When you’re walkin’ down the street

And the man tries to get your business

And the people that you meet

Want to open you up like Christmas

You gotta wrap your fuzzy with a big red bow

Ain’t no sum bitch gonna treat me like a ho

I’m a classy honey kissy huggy lovey dovey ghetto princess

Cause you’re filthy Oooh, and I’m gorgeous [x2]

You’re disgusting Oooh, and you’re nasty

And you can grab me oooh, cause you’re nasty

When you’re runnin’ from a trick

And you trip on a hit of acid

You gotta work for the man

But your biggest moneymakers’ flaccid

You gotta keep your shit together

With your feet on the ground

There ain’t no one gonna listen

If you haven’t made a sound

You’re an acid junkie college flunky dirty puppy daddy bastard

Cause you’re filthy Oooh, and I’m gorgeous [x2]

You’re disgusting Oooh, and you’re nasty

And you can grab me oooh, cause you’re nasty

Cause you’re filthy, oooh, and I’m gorgeous

Cause you’re filthy, oooh, and I’m gorgeous

You’re disgusting, oooh, and you’re nasty

And you can grab me, oooh, cause you’re nasty

Scissor Sisters Contact High (Demo)

I smelled that smoke when I passed by your door

I fall down to my knees cause I need more

Something’s burning up inside

I know that ain’t no jolly ride

We’ll make do with the slip and slide

Fo’ sho’

You give me contact

Contact high

You give me contact

Contact high

Turn the dirt til I can breathe your seed

The flowers on your wind that taste so sweet

Look here Mama, don’t be scared

Selfless children love to share

But I’ll be damned if I’ve got enough

For three

You give me contact, contact

Contact high

You give me contact, contact

Contact high

The girl ain’t nothin’ but rich white trash

With her lips on a jazz bag and hands on cash

Nobody wants to kiss a mushroom stash

Don’t you leave me statued like a stone

I taste you good, the wet lips of your home

Please believe me, for your sake

I won’t ask you, I just take

One more fix and I’m gonna break my bones

You give me contact, contact

Contact high

You give me contact, contact

Contact high

You give me….

You give me…

You give me…

You give me…

Scissor Sisters Step Aside For The Man

Step aside for the man

Better watch him ‘fore you go down town

At the sign slip inside

Take a number, wait in line

Better speed it up

Down Lost and Found

Make it nice and fine all the time

Coz I’m a real nice guy

And I’m free as hell

To be a porn-toned faggot

Dressing really really well

In my big black boots

n my denim Daisy Dukes

I got my bleached blond hair

And my leather underwear

You know I’m fine

Coz I work it all the time

Be real good while you can

If you’re nasty you will get burned down

Take a ride with the tide

There’s an ocean deep inside

Better learn to swim the backstroke freestyle

Make it feel good all the while

Coz I’m a real nice guy

And I’m free as hell

To be a porn-toned faggot

Dressing really really well

In my big black boots

n my denim Daisy Dukes

I got my bleached blond hair

And my leather underwear

You know I’m fine

Coz I work it all the time

Coz I’m a real nice guy

And I’m free as hell

To be a porn-toned faggot

Dressing really really well

In my big black boots

n my denim Daisy Dukes

I got my bleached blond hair

And my leather underwear

You know I’m fine

Coz I work it all the time