"Black Out" lyrics - KIM GORDON

Let me give it a shot, not gonna see what you got
I'm not the one sucking your thumb
A tit on your wit, not the flavor for you
Come in on a new, takin' my due
The rest is the best, don't sleep on a cue
Punk isn't a do, three chords won't kill
Corporate rule, you be the clown
In all this red, white, and blue
Can't replicate my view
Cookin' it up just for you
AI might be the new season's flu
Industrial waste never goes out of taste
In the Red Desert, the future is real
Fingered in the fog
Let's pretend there's an epilogue
Let the world burn
Feel your coin flames go higher
Stock market buy, it's a black out
Stand by AI, AI, AI
I'm the queen of your heart
Ace of your spade
I'm the queen of your heart
Ace of your spade
I'm the queen of your heart
Ace of your spade
You don't trump me, I trump you
Trump you