Velvet Karens - No Walk In The Park

******************************************************************************** Velvet Karens On Ludwig Vistalite drum kit - Kim On Höfner 500/1 Violin Bass Sunburst 1965 - Roxy On Gibson G-101 organ - Ivy On 1959 Gretsch 6120 hollowbody guitar - lead singer - Daisy ******************************************************************************** Three... Two... One... Checking your watch? Oh lovely, it is getting late Time for the daily survival run out on the street Is your skirt too short? Did you bring this on yourself? Some pathetic guy will claim you're just begging for it Eyes locked on the pavement, don't you dare look up 'Cause before you know it, someone's breathing down your neck What a beautiful culture, being constantly on guard at night As if every woman's waiting for your cheap soundtrack There goes another hero slowing down his shiny car Creeping right behind you, oh what pure romance Grab your phone real quick, pretend you're on a call Metal teeth clamped tight between your knuckles now We are the Velvet Karens and the line was crossed long ago. Not for ourselves, you'd lose that fight to us anyway. But for every single girl who shrinks at your pathetic hiss. For every woman missing the last bus because of you. This is not a compliment, this is mental terror. We are reclaiming our streets, so cut the noise. Keep your distance, shut your mouth, just walk on by. Chilling at the tram stop, panting right into my ear Do you really think that's gonna win you the grand prize? Brushing 'by accident' against me at the ATM What an absolute low point of masculine behavior "Hey girl, smile a bit", yeah 'cause my day revolves around you The whole world is a catwalk for your sad little kick Radar always on, checking every route again Thanks for the detours and the total lack of respect Metal teeth clamped tight between your knuckles now Clamped real tight... We are the Velvet Karens and the line was crossed long ago. Not for ourselves, you'd lose that fight to us anyway. But for every single girl who shrinks at your pathetic hiss. For every woman missing the last bus because of you. This is not a compliment, this is mental terror. We are reclaiming our streets, so cut the noise. Keep your distance, shut your mouth, just walk on by. And just to be absolutely clear, listen up, 'big man': If I walk past a construction site and someone whistles? Perfectly fine. At least that's just humor. We can appreciate a joke, it's actually fun. That's not where the line is drawn, honey. It's about that creepy, pathetic stuff you pull in the dark. Following girls on your bike, hissing from a dark alley... Do you really think a single woman goes: "Wow, what a dream guy"? You look completely ridiculous. You're just a loser. A real man doesn't need this pathetic display at all. So keep it within bounds and grow up for once. Keys back in your pocket. Eyes up high. Now scurry away real fast. We are the Velvet Karens... thank you and goodnight…