Here she lies, no one knew her worth
The late great daughter of Mother Earth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass - you bet your ass to -
To going against the grain,
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension
Not to mention of course,
Hating dear old Mom and Dad
Midday past the three-piece suits
To fruits - to no absolutes-
To being an us for once ... instead of a them!
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo
To Huevos Rancheros and Maya Angelou
Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men,
German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein
Antoniotti, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy
Vaclav Havel - The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame - never playing the Fame Game