Hello Im Erica Jong by Kathy Acker Lyrics
Hello, I'm Erica Jong. All of you liked my novel Fear of Flying because in it you met real people. People who loved and suffered and lived. My novel contained real people that's why you liked it. My new novel How to Die Successfully contains those same characters. And it contains two new characters. You and me. All of us are real. Goodbye.
Hello, I'm Erica Jong. I'm a real novelist. I write books that talk to you about the agony of American life, how we all suffer, the growing pain that more and more of us are going to feel. Life in this country is going to more horrible, unbearable, making us maniacs cause mania and death will be the only doors out of prison except for those few rich people and even they are agonized prisoners in their masks, the paths, the ways they have to act to remain who they are. You think booze sex coke rich good etc. are doors out? Temporary oblivion at best. WE need total oblivion. What was I saying? Oh, yes, my name is Erica Jong
I would rather be a baby than have sex. I would rather go GOOGOO. I would write googoo. I would rather write —
FUCK YOU UP YOUR CUNTS THAT'S WHO I AM THE FUCK WITH YOUR MONEY I'M NOT CATERING TO YOU ANYMORE I'M GETTING OUT I'M GETTING OUT I'M RIPPING UP MY CLOTHES I'M RIPPING UP MY SKIN I HURT PAIN OH HURT ME PAIN AT THIS IS GOOD DO YOU UNDERSTAND? PAIN AT THIS POINT IS GOOD. ME ERICA JONG WHEE WOO WOO
I am Erica Jong I am Erica Jong fuck me you creep who's going to Australia you're leaving me all alone you're leaving me without sex I've gotten hooked on sex and now I'm
My name is Erica Jong. If there is God, God is disjunction and madness.
Yours truly,
Erica Jong
Hello, I'm Erica Jong. I'm a real novelist. I write books that talk to you about the agony of American life, how we all suffer, the growing pain that more and more of us are going to feel. Life in this country is going to more horrible, unbearable, making us maniacs cause mania and death will be the only doors out of prison except for those few rich people and even they are agonized prisoners in their masks, the paths, the ways they have to act to remain who they are. You think booze sex coke rich good etc. are doors out? Temporary oblivion at best. WE need total oblivion. What was I saying? Oh, yes, my name is Erica Jong
I would rather be a baby than have sex. I would rather go GOOGOO. I would write googoo. I would rather write —
FUCK YOU UP YOUR CUNTS THAT'S WHO I AM THE FUCK WITH YOUR MONEY I'M NOT CATERING TO YOU ANYMORE I'M GETTING OUT I'M GETTING OUT I'M RIPPING UP MY CLOTHES I'M RIPPING UP MY SKIN I HURT PAIN OH HURT ME PAIN AT THIS IS GOOD DO YOU UNDERSTAND? PAIN AT THIS POINT IS GOOD. ME ERICA JONG WHEE WOO WOO
I am Erica Jong I am Erica Jong fuck me you creep who's going to Australia you're leaving me all alone you're leaving me without sex I've gotten hooked on sex and now I'm
My name is Erica Jong. If there is God, God is disjunction and madness.
Yours truly,
Erica Jong