Host Songtext
von Dog Park Dissidents

I don′t have much
I can't buy you things
That shouldn′t matter
'Swhat the radio sings
But we're both in the closet
And we live with our folks
So those "money can′t buy love"
Poems seem like a joke
If I tried to have you
I′d have no place to sleep
And they'd throw me in jail
For living on the street


I want your touch
But I′m not alone
And we can't afford
A place of our own
They shut down the gay bars
Now there′s nowhere to go
Cause I can't host
And you can′t host

I heard there were neighborhoods
Rainbow flags on the streets
Where the rent got all out of control
So they just house gays with dough
Who don't need anywhere they can meet
While I can't pick you up
Cause my car needs repairs
And you just lost your job
For dyeing your hair
They′re saying that cruising is dead
Because we′re all on our phones
While they jet off to Mykonos
Back home to Folsom
And leave you and me on our own


I want your touch
But I'm not alone
And we can′t afford
A place of our own
They shut down the bathhouse
Now there's nowhere to go
Cause I can′t host
And you can't host
I don′t care if it's seedy
I don't care if it′s dank
I don′t care if there's dirt on the walls
I just want somewhere safe
Where we can get close and escape
But they raided that leather bar
Now there′s nowhere to go
Cause I can't host
And you can′t host

Capital markets determined that I don't deserve you
If love is for the rich, then let′s meet up for sex
In the crumbling rubble of their mansions

I want your touch
But I'm not alone
And we can't afford
A place of our own
They shut down the leather bar
With the darkroom
Now there′s nowhere to go
Cause I can′t host
And you can't host
Now even the sex shop
With the video arcade
Is closing its doors
And I still can′t host
And you can't host