The Feminine Urge (Live from Webster Hall, NYC) is a live version of The Last Dinner Party's song, The Feminine Urge, recorded on the fifth date of their North American tour and released as a single on July 26, 2024.
Lyrics[]
A room at dusk
Mastering the art of lying still
Breath like a girl
Til my lungs fill
Oh pull your boots on boy
And put me down
I’m only here for your entertainment
I am a dark red liver stretched out on a rock
All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love
Here comes the feminine urge I know it so well
To nurture the wounds my mother held
Oh ballerina bend under the weight of it all
Ain’t it fun to hold the world in your hand?
Do you feel like a man when I can’t talk back?
Do you want me or do you want control?
Failure to commit to the role I admit was a failure you achieved on your own
Do you want me to care if you just disappear?
I can’t win them all
Run til I fall
How I wish the trees would swallow me
Make me a forest
Take away my soul
I could never give that curse to her
I could never live with the guilt of lying
That people are kind
I am a dark red liver stretched out on a rock
All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love
Here comes the feminine urge I know it so well
To nurture the wounds my mother held
Oh ballerina bend under the weight of it all
Ain’t it fun to hold the world in your hand?
Do you feel like a man when I can’t talk back?
Do you want me or do you want control?
Failure to commit to the role I admit was a failure you achieved on your own
Do you want me to care when you just disappear?
I can’t win them all
I am a dark red liver (ooh)
Stretched out on the rock (oh-oh-ooh)
All the poison I convert it and I turn it to love (ooh-oh-ooh-ooh)
Here comes the feminine urge
I know it so well (oh-oh-ooh)
To nurture the wounds
Give me that dark red liquor stretched out on a rock
All the poison I’ll convert it and I’ll turn it to love
Here comes the feminine urge I know it so well
To nurture the wounds my mother held