Hedwig and The Angry Inch - Wig in a Box

This is my favorite song and scene from the movie. I tear up from laughing and crying when I hear this song

I was at The Chute a few weeks ago and the girl piano player played this song and I commented to her that this was one of my favorites.

She was surprised that I knew the song,

I said, "Every self respecting tranny knows that song!"

Listen to Kevin Reevees' "Afraid and Alone" on MySpace

I love this song!

Listen to "Afraid and Alone" by Kevin Reevees on his MySpace page:

http://www.myspace.com/kevinreevesmusic.

I heard it on Controversial Conversations #005 podcast, and loved it immediately.

Here is his website where you can get mp3's of his songs. http://www.kevinreeves.net/ He emails them out after you order them.

He wrote me the following:

I play every Friday and Saturday night at the Flying Horse in Franklin, Tennessee from 6-30 to 8-30 P.M., and will begin playing on Wednesday nights at Big Tony's in the food Lion plaza in Nashville from 7 to 9 P.M.

I hope to make it to one of his shows soon, but my work schedule gets in the way.

"Dear Mr. President" (Pink featuring Indigo Girls)

I heard this song on the Tranny Wreck pod cast, and bought it on iTunes right away. It is powerful.

"Dear Mr. President"
(Pink featuring Indigo Girls)

Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why

Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pay the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye

Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you

The Push (far from here) by Steve Smith & Paul Jackson

I love this song. It just kills me though, I cry at this part!

Tell myself if I don’t change my ways
Never know the difference that it makes
If I don’t push myself to face my fears
I’ll never see a world that’s far from here

Don’t know where im going,
in a world that waits for me, yeah me…
Don’t know where im going,
to a world that waits for me…”

"In 2004 Jackson is set to release 'The Push (Far From Here)' vocal version, with Dirty Vegas' Steve Smith on vocals" link

Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly Fond of Each Other lyrics.

Pansy Division and Willie Nelson sing:

There's many a strange impulse out on the plains of West Texas;

There's many a young boy who feels things he don't comprehend.

Well small town don't like it when somebody falls between sexes,

No, small town don't like it when a cowboy has feelings for men.



Well I believe in my soul that inside every man there's a feminine,

And inside every lady there's a deep manly voice loud and clear.

Well, a cowboy may brag about things that he does with his women,

But the ones who brag loudest are the ones that are most likely queer.



Cowboys are frequently secretly fond of each other —

What did you think those saddles and boots was about?

There's many a cowboy who don't understand the way that he feels towards his brother,

Inside every cowboy there's a lady who'd love to slip out.



Ten men for each woman was the rule way back when on the prairie,

And somehow those cowboys must have kept themselves warm late at night.

Cowboys are famous for getting riled up about fairies,

But I'll tell you the reason a big strong man gets so uptight:



Cowboys are frequently secretly fond of each other —

That's why they wear leather, and Levi's and belts buckled tight.

There's many a cowboy who don't understand the way that he feels towards his brother;

There's many a cowboy who's more like a lady at night.



Well there's always somebody who says what the others just whisper,

And mostly that someone's the first one to get shot down dead:

When you talk to a cowboy don't treat him like he was a sister

Don't mess with the lady that's sleepin' in each cowboy's head.



Cowboys are frequently secretly fond of each other —

Even though they take speed and drive pickups and shoot their big guns;

There's many a cowboy who don't understand the way that he feels towards his brother;

There's many a cowboy who keeps quiet about things he's done.