The Party Lyrics - Throwing Muses

A leather black living in my building 

He was on my welcome 

He used to say positively, he was negative, well 

But then he'd read his book with his back to me 

I love that back 

And the city was his cake 

And the boys, little girls 

And ice cream 

His hair was bleeding 

He was bleeding on my dress 

My dress was red 

Positive and negative 

And then we'd read a book 

With our backs to back 

And the city was our cake 

And the girls, little boys 

And ice cream