Down 2 Hang - Kirin J Callinan, James Chance

There’s a girl online

We’ve been speaking

Her world is an ocean away

But when I arrive

Yeah, we’re gonna hang

I’ll wear my birthday noose

Cut to the chair

In front of the scores

Trapped and scared

Electrocutes

Yeah, we’re gonna meet up and God

She’s down to hang

Like gliders in the sky

She is down to hang

Or sneakers on a wire

She is down to hang

Or a towel on the floor not drying at all

She is down to hang

A Renoir or Monet on public display

She is down to hang

Like a Pablo Picasso

Or a Vincent van Gogh

Ooh, she’s down to hang

Punching bags, beat in a gym

She is down to hang

Like puppets on a puppet string

She is down to hang

A chandelier, a political career

She is down to hang

Fresh load of whites on the washing line

She is down to hang

The coat on the back of a rack

She is down to hang

Like Malibu in the '60s

She is down to hang

Peking ducks at the Chinese buffet

She is down to hang

Like a greenhouse full of ferns

She is down to hang

Or a disco ball in the dancing hall

She is down to hang

A carcass in the butcher’s fridge

She is down to hang

An asphyxiated man with a belt in a van, his dick in his hand

She’s down to hang

Ooh like Jesus

She’s down to hang

As I drive from my house

From sea to shining sea

I count the flags I see

There’s something in the open air

Fear is popular here

When we last spoke

The line was loose

Her voice as scrambled as eggs

But understand she has a plan

She intends to install hooks in the wall, mats on the floor and toys in her

drawer

That’s not all

When I return, she’s down to hang

Now I’m down to hang 'cause she is down to hang

God, she is down to hang like Jesus

Now I’m hooked

She turns me on

Like a remote control

Like Jesus