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A college dorm room Ten feet square What can I say for my twenties? I had some high hopes They started there There's nothing much To show for my twenties But it's hot and I'm Burning inside It's hot and I'm Burning inside A tiny sublet Full of her stuff No room to think Can't crack a window They're painted shut This place stinks And it's hot and I'm Burning inside It's hot and I'm Burning inside I don't feel pretty I don't feel okay But I can't even get it up to cry If I should start spewing You'd best look away I'd hate to put out your eye And it's hot and I'm Burning inside It's hot and I'm Burning inside It's hot and I'm Burning inside I got on the bus I took off my shirt Some dude asked me my name Then things got dramatic Some dude got hurt Oh motherfucker won't you Tell me tell me tell me who's to blame? When it's hot and I'm Burning inside It's hot and I'm Burning inside It's hot and I'm Burning inside Written by Gretchen Phillips & Sonic Youth
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I see my path so clear I want to live in love not fear A million thoughts can bring me down But if I stay in that place I'm gonna drown Who do I know? Who do I know? Where do I go? Where do I go? I gotta get out of this suburban/trendy neighborhood I gotta believe that people are good I can't blow off my family Even tho we disagree A leaf is twirling in the sun It just might be that we're all one I'm not gonna change, not gonna change Get all angry, act all estranged Loving is hard, but what else can I do? Hate will really take it out of you I see my path so clear I want to live in hope not fear The day I go and get a gun Is the day the terrorists have won (that's my favorite line) Stuff's been shitty for folks, it's true But maybe tomorrow will bring something new I could believe that this world is going straight to hell But I'd rather believe that kindness will prevail Written by Gretchen Phillips
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Party scene, red and green Perfect present from you Thoughtfulness, a friendly kiss Always count on you Then I'm gone, gone too long Can't get thru, tho I try A stony face, forbidden place You wanna say "goodbye" What am I gonna do? I can't hold on to you Spanish moss hangs like ghosts As we bike thru the park I see so clear a love so dear My nails dig in the bark What of the past? Not much I guess It died with a cough A stony face, forbidden place You can really turn it off What am I gonna do? I can't hold on to you Party scene, red and green Remember when we were friends? Oh, don't you miss me? I can't believe that this is how the story ends Oh don't you miss me? I can't believe that this is how the story ends Written by Gretchen Phillips
4.
I give you a call, you never answer at all Flunking out of school again You say “Can I borrow some money? I’ll pay you back when my check comes in When my daddy’s check comes in again” Your drinking is breaking my heart Your drinking is breaking my heart Your drinking is breaking my heart You hate yourself for lying But now that seems to be all you know how to do Can’t look me in the eye without defiance Or you would crumble and cry The shame makes you want to die Your drinking is breaking my heart Your drinking is breaking my heart Your drinking is breaking my heart All I’ve ever felt is love for you And that will be true from the cradle to the grave But can you love yourself? I don’t know what else is going to save you And I want my baby brother back Your drinking is breaking my heart Your drinking is breaking my heart Your drinking is breaking my heart Written by Gretchen Phillips
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I'm so happy in love And I think it's good for me As a child I dreamed of This charmed life that I now lead I love your skin, I love your skull I love your heart, I love your soul I love your arms, I love your words More than anything But sometimes I get scared That tragedy will befall us Oh, can we be allowed such happiness? Do we get to have it all? You change me You change me I love to see your face I love to see your face I love to see your face smile at me Please be careful with yourself I want this happiness to stay Like when you walk across the street I think it's wise to look both ways Thirteen years isn't much You know I want three hundred more To lie in bed and be your girl I adore you But sometimes I get scared That my career's gonna stall Because I like to lay around in bed But maybe I can have it all You change me You change me I love to see your face I love to see your face I love to see your face smile at me Written by Gretchen Phillips
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You know you want me And I want you, too From where I'm lying baby I've got quite a view of Your lovely lips and your sexy thighs But you just called me something that harshed my high Don't call me butch I don't feel butch Sure, I like pants but that don't necessarily make me butch It's my purse, it's not a "man bag" I'm in a skirt, no I'm not in drag Please baby, do not call me butch Some girls may like it But this girl don't If you think it's gonna make me horny I promise you it won't But it might make me defensive And unattractively uptight So unless counseling me on my history was your agenda for tonight Don't call me butch I don't feel butch Sure I look good in a suit but does that make me butch? Do not lecture me on female masculinity Please baby, do not call me butch Spoken Part Chorus with crazy singing Written by Gretchen Phillips & the Yamaha DJXII
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I had the pleasure of being stuck in traffic again Behind a car whose bumpersticker read “Blessed is the country whose God is the Lord” I guess that means the U.S. And I guess that means your heathen country will have to be destroyed I had the pleasure of being stuck in traffic again Behind a car whose bumpersticker read “In case of Rapture, this car will be abandoned” So if you’re stuck behind me, you better pray to your god that you don’t ram into me I’m going to a country club in the sky The rapture guarantees my permanent address up on high I don’t believe in the rapture Don’t wanna go flying thru the air Leaving my friends all here behind Turning my back on humankind Why don’t we stay here and try to make things work? Why don’t we stay here and try to make things work? Why don’t we stay here and try to make things work? Why don’t we stay here and try to make things work? Written by Gretchen Phillips & Rob Halverson

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Several years ago I made a studio album with these people entitled "I Was Just Comforting Her." And like all good and dutiful Austin bands we presented much of that album at a SXSW showcase. Melissa York of Team Dresch, The Butchies, Amy Ray and Vitapup fame came down from North Carolina to play drums on both the album and at the showcases. Thor Harris played his heart out on a variety of other instruments. Steve Bernal laid down that steady and melodious bass line that we've all come to expect from him. And Rob Halverson played a thousand different keyboards in order to get a thousand different sounds.

I believe this is the last SXSW show I ever performed. Two Nice Girls played at the first year of the festival back in the day, and the years have gone by I have felt it less necessary to haul my equipment thru grid-lock traffic created by tons of bands and music lovers. Here in Austin we have every other week of the year in which to enjoy great music. We are extremely lucky in that regard.

So, I present to you a SXSW live show in all its live-ness. Again, that means that it's more raw than what I usually release. But isn't it about time I started loosening up a little?

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released March 19, 2005

Vocals & Guitar - Gretchen Phillips
Bass - Steve Bernal
Keyboards - Rob Halverson
Drums - Melissa York
Misc. Percussion and other great things - Thor Harris

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The Gretchen Phillips Xperience Austin, Texas

I got your lezzie rock right here! Since 1984, keeping it real in Austin, TX. What do I mean by "real"? Transgressive, literate, unapologetic, and unafraid. Plus fun. Don't forget fun. Even when it's sad, let's look for the fun.

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