Viz - Le Tigre

Walk in Give him my name

Looks up and down

Takes a good look at my pecs

Puts down the clipboard

Opens the rope for my 'stache

Walk in with my duffle hanging

Hat is tilted, I’m inside

My eyes dream of bedroom surprise

They call it climbing, and I call it visibility

They call it coolness, and I call it visibility

They call it way too rowdy, and I call it finally free

There’s a girl

Her lips that have never seen

She comes up Dances on me

I look into her eyes

I say, «Hey, yr not a dyke…»

She says, «I call it climbing, and you call it visibility

I call it coolness, and you call it visibility

I call it way too rowdy, and you call it finally free»

There’s a slap on my back

I find another butch, hat cocked, and we We put our hands in the crowd

And over and over

We jump up and down

They call it climbing, and we call it visibility

They call it coolness, and we call it visibility

They call it way too rowdy, and we call it finally free