Weirdest pop lyrics
"Everybody wants prosthetic foreheads on their real heads." Frankly unsubstantiated market research from They Might Be Giants, We Want a Rock.
"The image of the female self subverting the male dialogue with his dick." Sex, yes, violence, yes, angst, yes, but post-structuralism? Pop enters unknown waters in Katell Keineg, Leonor.
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