Franzi

Yes, go on, watch me dance, you know about horses, but never how to ask, what you do with lovers, let them run the course, it's no worse than others, you smoke in a trance, see me sing myself hoarse, talk of an interesting past, dark glasses blue clothes, you always played the form, a face parlez vous morose, in your life on the Bourse, gates always ready to force golden hands for balance, this is no racing romance, love doesn't take that form, rake over what is past, can you bet some more ?

Fianna

When the wind blows a groan, who cares if we miss our ship, dance like prisoners borne, broken clothes and spirits frayed, wayward sentiments seek to slip, bad breath everything they say, will consumptive Europe, want wet or dry lips, care how much we atone, give us drugs hear us pray, care to ask how's our grip, bilge abroad we sink today, cry by berths soothe our bones, stowaways who'll surely skip, manacles of wretched homes, If it's like this in Barcelone, what's the point of another trip, strangers grasp you from below, tell you get a grip.

Fernadina

My time is lost in family, afraid of kids, padres, me ma, our field all closed and empty, which of my hands did you cross, outside the toilet boulder jar, in sun struck brick to unlock, the fire within my story, no one saw my scars, my wall of scarlet worry, set each time within my loss, like the fields and crops, rode me like a car, each blue Monday, didn't know when to stop, our unspoken territory, ruined by broken forfeits, my fuel is gone, it's easy to see, fear comes from the dark.

Fadila

Strumpet times measured in years, are going to be different lady, how we got to spill our tears, nothing here to divine, why we leave the city by train, through long journeys of night, Sorrow is not our gear, we accept it this way, but just bail out of here, ease of love keeps us high, this is not what we trade, don't confuse that other time, shows us what not to fear, no need to feel ashamed, by some troubled busted queers, tell me to steer well clear, not to go money crazy, remind me of Aquinas dear, heal my wounds,find a way.

Fancy

Your moans still leaves me, shivering and blowing, notes from Blues street, they don't bring relief, but a gnawing groan, wasted opportunities, still born fate, a star to call home, that won't reach me anyway, you could hear my dreams, bought with a pay day loan, cried broken homilies, i tried to be gay, before sunrise arose, that fateful Wednesday, torn dress woollen 'kerchief, your wailing tones, dread ruin across your face, jelly for your bones.

Frederica

What keeps you being down, a crescent moon at Easter, a night time after sun, your desire to own, denies all reason, by map or red trombone, a clutch of wayward clowns, billow your search to flee, running far from the town, building blocks to your mound, already in dreams, you accept this holy ground, or is it that chlorophone, helps you manage breathing, don't act like a drone, when you love you drown nothing's given for free, put away your doubts, try and take life easy.

Fabaya

Who will tend our bones, listening to the rain, does my lover run alone, or make my heart beat, drown the early pain, birds we used to feed, winter cormorants we know, and maybe see again, ferried on their flight zone, a sound of broken wheels, last November grey, flying before the sea, the flag at danger flow, wondering if these waves, will make her atone, straggling in our clothes, she isn't here to say, drain September's glow, before we float away.