Part 6

November 26, 2024

3–4 minutes

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Peanu(t)s: Part 6

But shit Charlie, who is pimping whom?
In the van or in the darkness,
In the silence of your lonely room?

I'm pleased you've chosen carefully,
Assembling your team:
"Wanna fight me, fuck me, be me?"
It's just this old poet's dream.

So you pimp them to each other,
And then pimp them to back to you,
If they scrimp or wimp on being pimped,
They know what they can do,

And your victims for the pimping
Are all insecure and wrecked,
Immature, compulsive liars,
Cosseted and quarterdecked,

And you pamper, charm and spoil them,
And you shower them with "love", 
If they don't obey your "loving",
They get shat on from above,

And it's time for you to open really wide,
The closet's very crowded,
And there's no place else to hide...

You'd every chance to say to me
It's not the way I'm scripting it:
Get your fall-out-girl in tinfoil,
Get a screen and then... project some shit!

May your fortress made from cardboard,
And your dancing donkey toys,
And your lights and sounds and action
Be submerged in one white noise,

May the force be taken from you,
May your grimaces be forced,
May your peanuts make a mutiny,
And plump dumplings be slurry sauced,

'Cause your pimping is so gloomy
And your posturing is posey,
I heard you're checking up on me?
You shouldn't be so nosy!

Look, if I want a threesome I just pull 'em two by two,
And I've never had to bribe 'em mate, I'll leave that shit to you. 
You can call me Princess Leia, 'cause I surely wear The Crown,
You make do with Puke Skywalker, Charlie Brown. 


© Sara Nicola Ruth

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🥜 “In the van or in the darkness, / In the silence of your lonely room” — referring to “Night And Day” by Cole Porter, written for the 1932 musical play Gay Divorce. It is perhaps Porter’s most popular contribution to the Great American Songbook and has been recorded by dozens of artists:

Night and day, why is it so,
That this longing for you follows wherever I go?
In the roaring traffic's boom,
In the silence of my lonely room,
I think of you night and day.

🥜 “You can call me Princess Leia, ’cause I surely wear the crown” — yes an obvious Star Wars reference, but more importantly the genius 12″ rap-epic “The Crown” by Gary Byrd and the GB Experience, which reached number 6 in the UK charts in 1983. It had previously been released in the US on Stevie Wonder‘s short-lived Wondirection label, but had not been a hit there:

We wear the Crown! We wear the Crown!
Not the greatest dancer with the baddest shoe,
Not the slickest rapper that you ever knew,
Have worn the Crown though they wanted to,
But they'll want to until they die,
Not a man of science with a Ph.D.,
Not a lady of law Masters' Degree,
Will wear the Crown unless they can see,
A unique reality.

“The Crown” reads beautifully as a poem; the track features a guest vocal by Stevie Wonder, most websites have a shortened version of the lyrics but his official site has the complete version here.