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P.J. Harvey- The Whore’s Hustle and The Hustler’s Whore
i haven’t posted any polly jean in a while. it seems the right time now to do it. i’ve said before how much i like her and her music. i’m happy to say it again. there are a lot of reasons to like this song, but i picked it because of it’s energy. i’m in a good mood right now, and i this song feels (in terms of it’s energy) a little like i do. imagine you take a week-long vegas vacation and squeeze it into a few hours. it strikes me like that. i recognize that’s a bit strange because it isn’t that fast, and it isn’t all that happy a song. still, it do what it do (for me at least). makes me want to jump around a bit and play air guitar. try it. you’ll like it.
Speak to me of universal laws
The whores hustle and the hustlers whore
All around me people bleed
Speak to me your song of greed
Speak to me of your inner charm
Of how you’ll keep me safe from harm
I don’t think so, I don’t see
Speak to me of your inner peace
Little people at the amusement park
City people in the dark
Speak to us, send us a sign
Tell us something to keep us trying
The whores hustle and the hustlers whore
Too many people out of love
The whores hustler and the hustlers whore
This city’s ripped right to the core
Speak to me of heroin and speed
Of genocide and suicide, of syphilis and greed
Speak to me the language of love
The language of violence, the language of the heart
This isn’t the first time I’ve asked for money or love
Heaven and earth don’t ever mean enough
Speak to me of heroin and speed
Just give me something I can believe
The whores hustle and the hustlers whore
Too many people out of love
The whores hustler and the hustlers whore
This city’s ripped right to the core
-the skinny miracle
