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Song lyrics, for no particular reason

She dances downtown four nights a week
So the marks know where to come
She won’t take money for being a freak
But she don’t mind if you’re randy
She says junk’s for money and punks for fun
But if she kiss you gently on the cheek
Say goodbye to Penny Candy

Cause she don’t give credit and don’t take lies
She don’t give a crap for alibis
She barely sleeps and she never cries
And she never bothers to deny
Why they call her Penny Candy

She says she’s forgot her other name
And anyway, they’re all the same
A pinch of pretty and a dash of shame
And the bad dream they call home

She says I rode my nightmare down the day
And I cut my hair and my soul away
And I can show you how to do it,
there’s a map upon my skin
But I warn you it’s a one way street
When you let Penny Candy in

Salvation slinger, if you’re still inclined
Say a prayer for Penny Candy
Any god you fancy
She don’t mind
She says none of 'em listen
and neither do I
But if you come with me
I will teach you how to fly

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Nice. Who sings it?

I do, I guess, unless I can talk somebody else into it. I just wrote 'em last night.

Nice! Is there a tune?

There is but as with all my songs, there's not really *enough* tune to go around.

Hmm. Find some time to sing it to me and I'll try to sing it back with more tune?

Wow you were a poet and I didn't know it! It's easy enough to work with a musician for a tune/melody but you write some awesome lyrics. :) Drop a line pls btw?

Is this in the Cat Valente Palimpsest continuity or is the map on the skin a separate allusion?

I'm looking forward to hearing it.

I wondered if people would think that! I was thinking of track marks from inject-able drugs, but it would also work as someone dealing access to Palimpsest as a kind of escape... though that would make the distinction between selling junk and sex earlier complicated.

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