Intermission Song (Explicit)

Intermission Song (Explicit) - Various Artists/Larry Owens/L Morgan Lee/James Jackson Jr./Jason Veasey/Antwayn Hopper/John-Michael Lyles/John-Andrew Morrison/Michael R. Jackson

Lyrics by：Michael R. Jackson

Composed by：Michael R. Jackson

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Can I really write this

How many minutes till the end of intermission

Is that how the show should open

Should there even be a show

It should start with what he's thinking

Which is just a cursor blinking

'Cause of all of the directions

That the narrative could go

He wants to show what it's like to live up here usher

And travel the world in a fat black queer body

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End of intermission

No one cares about a writer who is struggling to write

The story's way too repetitious

Also overly ambitious

Which of course makes them suspicious

That you think you're ******* white

He has to fight for his right usher

To live in a world that chews up

And spits out

Black queers on the daily

Blackness queerness

Fighting back to fill this cis-het all-white space

With a portrait of a portrait

Of a portrait of a black queer face

And a choir full of black queer voices

Treble clef and also bass

That are casting spells to conjure up a

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Till he has to face the

Fact that he is really in a jam

He has no patrons he can call on

Nor a backup plan to fall on

Just a hamster wheel to crawl on

And nobody gives a damn

He tries to scramble and dodge and extricate

Still his fate lies in wait

Like a scavenging vulture

All he wants is to subvert expectations

Black and white

From the left and the right

For the good of the culture

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You're a ball of black confusion

That keeps hitting a plateau

You can't just flout every convention

Then command complete attention

Then a

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Some say write from exploration

Some say just write what you know

Either way you keep careening

So it's hard to find a meaning

In your

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If you can't please the caucasians

You will never get the dough

'Cause critics clinically deny us

Then deny implicit bias

With their vanity supported

By a system that's distorted

Watch them write you off as lazy

Not to mention navel-gazey

Lacking both in craft and rigor

'Cause you're just a ******* nig

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How many minutes 'til the end of intermission

Less than two