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Monday, March 26, 2007

Gay Voodoo Limbo Tango Wango

Chicagodyke(CD) over at my usual haunt Correntewire has a post up about a virulently homophobic woman named Marica
who wrote an e-mail (in all caps!) totally ripping on Teh Gay. CD also posted a link to Pam who has more up on this subject. I was rather smitten by Marcia's use of language, and proceeded to write some lyrics to go with the images she inspired of Gay African Sugar Plum Fairies dancing in my Club Cranium.

Gay Voodoo Limbo Tango Wango

sunday night in the city of sin--my django, oh baby
sunday night and i'm crawlin along--my django, oh baby
all alone since my baby left me--my one and only django
all alone till i found a little club
i ducked inside
i made to die
but i came alive
i came alive

some girl, she was on the floor
she made them devil eyes
lit the night
she was africa
she moved her body
just like africa
dropped my gender i.d. into a bin
got on the dance floor, started shakin'

say goodbye to django
wango tango
say goodbye to django
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango
say goodbye to django
wango-wango my baby django
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango
wango-wango, limbo tango with me

c'mon baby, shake off the rust
dance like a tribal chieftain
all covered with dust
shake your gay ass
let go of fear
come on baby, dance over here
ooohhh! man you're queer
ooohhh! we're in africa
juicy lucy, mother of all
we're dancin' in africa
we're havin' a ball
say goodbye, say adieu
goodby django
hello...hello...wait for it...
hello: gay voodoo limbo tango-wango
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango
shake it
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango
shake it baby, shake it
everybody be alive
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango all night

some girl, she was on the floor
she made them devil eyes
lit the night
she was africa
she moved her body
just like africa
i dropped my gender i.d. into a bin
i got on the dance floor, started shakin'

say goodbye to django
wango tango
say goodbye to django
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango
say goodbye to django
wango-wango my baby django
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango
wango-wango, limbo tango with me

gay voodoo limbo tango-wango-wango
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango-wango
shake it and bake it and don't never fake it
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango-wango
gay voodoo limbo tango-wango-wango

what's that?
django's on the phone?
django who?

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1 Comments:

At 10:45 PM, Blogger Anntichrist S. Coulter said...

Dammit, MJS, you make me so fucking HOMESICK for dark, dank, smoky joints in NOLA with wild drums and funky bass lines and wild women, dancing down into hell and lifting us all up to heaven.

I wanna go hooooooooooooooooooooooooommmme.



(Word verification: yqamoi --- that's GOT to mean something in Haitian or Dominican pidgin French... Then: qntfuvun Is that like "funluvn"? GAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, third time, then I give up.)

 

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