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Punk is Dad

by Tonya Harding

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Makeout 02:44
You wont stop talking bout your vegan boyfriend all damn night and I thought we were gonna makeout fall asleep stoned on the mattress next to me and I’m left feeling frustrated sexually I wanna I wanna makeout Lay in your backyard talking shit You tell me things that you’re going through I’m distracted by the movement of your hips No other thought except wanting to kiss you
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So What 02:04
Let’s paint our nails and listen to brand new Because there’s nothing else to do Cut off our sleeves and wear men’s work boots Because I don’t wanna do what you tell me to Get the grass stains out with tide bleach pens Race up the hill let’s go again Terrified to death for the day to end because I hate all my other friends Bunny ears and a selfie stick, don’t invite Claire She’s too histrionic and today is nice and her boyfriend’s a dick And gossiping about her makes me sick Write down my poems with a highlighter pen Lose my notebook on the subway So I write em all again About loneliness and hungriness and drinking till the bends take over and I’ll swear I’m sober- kidding it depends
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Is it getting hot in here or am I just insecure? We might get Hepatitis C But who cares they’ve got a cure Skin sterilized, needle and dye This kind of thing would never float with my rabbi Just something fun to pass the time Cuz we’re so bored of getting high Stick N Poke Tattoos!!! We got nothing to lose!!! Check out that Bruise! It looks sick dude A ball point pen and my best friend Are all I need Memories aren’t permanent until they bleed Don’t ask me what is on my thigh This fucking thing will be there when I die Just something fun to pass the time Cuz we’re so bored of getting high The feeling of the needle as it goes in Bedsheets red from broken skin I don’t know about you But from this angle that Vaseline gives me deja vu Sick and poke and stick and poke and will you bleed and will I make you cry
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Bush League 03:42
Wanted to call you babe 40 times today My tongue between your legs so even if I say Everything I mean you’ll be too deep in ecstasy To have the strength to run away I’ve been keeping my secret for years The only difference is this time the scent of your hair Is thick in my mouth while I swallow my vowels Its nothing new baby, I’ll figure it out Fuck me on the floor of a rented room Won’t unbox anything ‘cause I’m leaving soon Spend an hour on the train drive through Brooklyn in the rain am I insane or do you too? Pack another bowl take a hit or two Spend an hour on the phone babe I’m begging you Whisper in your ear that you have nothing to fear And if I did I’d never tell you
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Football 03:54
The poem she wrote about me was about how when we’re small the kinds of wounds we get are cuts on legs and rubbing alcohol can burn em out and bleed away all of the things that make us sick when we bandange them in sterile wrappings lectured not to pick at all the little bits that form over the skin as it grows back its that kind of self control I seem to lack go long I wanna play football in the fall Go long Lets play football in the fall Overnight shift at the hospital I’m on a one to one Losing sleep I’m counting sheep Realizing you’re the only one Everyone else a carbon copy A chain of electron bonds Nonsense chemistry that’s buried me since 1991 And so I ask for what I want as if I’m telling you a joke You answer me with words I wish I wrote Not yet a doctor but I think I know Enough to diagnose That I’m sick of loneliness and You’re the antidote Speaking of toxins did I tell you That you’re cute when you get stoned You say it makes you skeptical but I think I’d like to know if I can stand up to you’re scrutiny I’d love to walk you home If it’s with me then we wont have far to go
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I wanna get an IUD I wanna get laid not have a baby I like having sex recreationally And can’t remember to take OCPs They stare at me When I buy Plan B The checkout boys at the Pharmacy But boys will be boys And women have to learn to ignore the noise S L U T My reputation doesn’t matter to me “Respect yourself! If you want ours earn it!” A senate smear campaign? Does this mean you’re gonna check my cervix I love having sex for fun Like how you feel about owning guns In my uterus there isn’t room For your opinions- stay outta my womb Buy birth control for me Instead of food stamps for my unwanted baby My rights are under siege Back off of my ovaries And menstruation is obscene, what the fuck is a sanitary napkin Subway ads for Period Pads are controversial That Superbowl Viagra slot? a dumb commercial Plan B stops ovulation Not conception There are no long term side effects from Emergency contraception Except of course The shame it brings upon your father’s house Excuse me sir you - Do you have a concussion? Because my legal right to choose isn’t up for discussion
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I wanna get an abortion Before I lose my rights next time someone asks if I’m in Nursing School I’m gonna get in a fight One Bikini Girl kills two bikini girls Cuz they were after her boyfriend This isn’t coming from anywhere I guess that means it’s not important Bikini Kill are activists not musicians They say I can’t play guitar but I can talk so So shut up and listen She lays there like an organ donor When its getting late but hes got a boner The plastered smile of a beauty queen Body by bulimia and cosmo magazine I don’t wanna explain to you why The things I say are true I’m not here to pass your test That’s not why I told you One Bikini Girl kills two bikini girls If you have 3 Bikini girls and I am one You’re gonna lose bikini privileges If I’m gonna get to sing my anthem
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Spice Grrrl 01:14
I wanna move to San Francisco Party with queer girls At a punk rock disco club But you say: Don’t you live in NYC? You don’t look like you want for anything to me oh oh oh I wanna fuck in your parents back yard Do a line of coke I wanna steal a car I wanna boyyyyfriend I want somebody to love me I wanna be in a magazine Do an interview about recovery I wanna find out just what it means To be me I wanna wear size six jeans Or a 4 or a 2 or a even a 3 And I don’t wanna diet I wanna a prescription for speed I wanna sisterhood I want the power of three I want stick and poke tattoos all over me I want a tarot reading that says that I’ll be FINE

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released May 25, 2017

Recorded at Studio G in Brooklyn
Mixed by Matt Storm
Mastered by Bill at Azimuth Mastering

Music & Lyrics by Martha Harrison and Mary Cass

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We practice in the basement of a hospital. We think this will look great one day on our episode of "Behind the Music."

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