Origin Story: The Album #6 [Marina - Keep It Clean]

Lyrics:

The light fades in and I open my eyes
Slowly get out of bed and give a deep sigh
Time to start my day, so I better prepare
Take a piss, get dressed and brush my hair

This is the only time of day that I can enjoy
No visions of using a cactus as a sex toy
Coz there’s peace in my place, no nasty, no sin
No thoughts of rubbing mayonnaise into skin

But when I exit the door, it immediately hits
There’s my neighbor Carl, who's really into shit
Says “Morning, Marina! I hope you have a nice day”
And I hold in the barf while I run the fuck away

Step into the elevator, and there’s Mrs. Moore
The sweet old lady from the thirteenth floor
She says “Hi Marina” and leans in for a kiss
“No way Mrs. Moore, I know you like to drink piss.”

Can't you keep it clean? Just once, be sweet
Because every gaze shows what’s underneath
Can’t you crave a hug, or a kiss under the moon?
Instead, you wanna see me sit on a balloon
Can’t you keep it vanilla? Maybe just today?
Nope, you wanna get fingerbanged on the subway
I’d beg for boring, baby, that’s my kink
Just a hot nice guy, with a brain that don’t stink

Now speakin’ of subways, I hop on to the train
Try to shut out all the strangers with filth in the brain
But it’s hard with all the assholes pushin’ and shovin’
That guy there only loves girls with a bun in the oven

With this many people here, it puts me in a mood
There’s a guy touchin’ my ass, who loves to fuck food
Not the food you’d think, not chocolate or whipped cream
When he fucks, he likes it spicy. Indian cuisine.

Head to the coffee shop because I need my hit of caffeine
Made by the barista who fucks vending machines
In the queue behind, a guy who wants to be covered in bees
The three businessmen behind him are all fucking furries

A cute girl passes by as I head towards the exit
She wants to have a shrinking guy fart on her clit
Gotta get a move on or I’ll be late for my class
Taught by a professor who likes honey in her ass

Can’t you keep it clean? Something nice but fun
Not paddling my ass red in your dungeon
Can’t you want it soft and slow in your bed?
Not invisible girls and boys giving you head
Can’t you just want love? A walk in the park please?
But not the kind that has you on the leash
I’d beg for boring, please give me a break
Just a cute hung dude who’s not into cake

It’s about an hour into class when the boredom hits
But then a vision of a guy who likes to cum in armpits
Then he’ll lift the girl’s arm and give them a lick
While my stomach churns because that makes me sick

I better not hurl tho, gotta keep in this shit
Because the girl next to him gets horny for vomit
So instead I swallow it down, and jot it in my notepad
Tess Martin loves puke. Steve Adams down bad

The day is over and I try to make it home quick
I pass a girl who wants it in the ass by a stretching dick
She wants it so hard it comes back out her mouth
I scream and run before things go further south

Homeless guy on the corner drinkin’ whisky from the bag
I see him bent over, pegged and choking on a gag
Asian skater thinks of tentacles as she grinds the half-pipe
Holy fuck girl, thanks for adding to the stereotype

Can’t you keep it mild? Something with more class?
Not me bending over, blowing bubbles out my ass
Can’t you keep it chill? Maybe just a little kiss
Not me calling you slut while you take my whole fist
Can’t you keep it normal? Maybe just for tonight
Not get off from wiping your dick on the traffic lights
I’d beg for basic, yes that’s what I need
And so it’s over quickly, maybe superspeed

I’m home, order takeout, wait for the delivery guy
When I answer the door, don’t wanna look him in the eye
He looks past me and sees my apartment looks bare
I glance and see he wants me to use him as a chair

And now I’m cryin’ in my food and my vision is blurry
All I can think of is that guy with his dick in my curry
The voice from below said “Are you ok, Miss Lee?”
I said “Fine, Peter, thank you, you’re actually comfy.”

He asks me what’s wrong, I push back tears, open my heart
Alright, let me take you all the way back to the start
There’s a lot to go through, you better buckle in’
I tell the first time I saw my brother fuck a mannequin

You shouldn't have come in, I’ll soon make you regret
He just smiles, says “I won’t”, asks me to call him his pet
Alright pet, lick my boots, I give the lowdown on my power
He listens so well, I reward him with a golden shower

Can’t I keep it pure? Go through life with ease?
But now I see a collar and get weak in the knees
Can’t I watch a rom-com, feel something sweet?
But now I get wet when I hear the word “feet”
Can’t I read a book and sip on my green tea?
Can’t focus… need it nasty… what happened to me?
I begged for boring, now I like it obscene
Guess I lost my mind somewhere in between.