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[sid] => 4321
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Singing Castrato
[time] => 2002-09-26 21:00:00
[hometext] => A song about manliness and gender roles. Came out pretty well, if you ask me.
[bodytext] => It takes a man to go to war
And kill his human kin. It takes a man to take a woman, ravage her with sin. It takes a man to duel with guns At noontime on the grounds. It takes a man to suffer Through a dying child’s sounds. I’m feeling very weak And I haven’t got a clue. I wish that things were different And I wish the same for you. Let’s focus on the family And when the night is through, I’ll be Slingerland’s castrato. I’ll be sleeping on a pew. I feel like some white rabbit With red evil in its eyes I hate the outside world But I couldn’t hurt a fly. I’m stoned and I am ugly And I’d really rather die. I can’t enjoy the she-bunnies I can’t understand why. I wish I had a sex drive And damn this stridor voice It scrapes against my soul And reminds me of the choice That Father Flanagan had made. Could this be any wrier? My head feels like a cat As it’s spinning in a dryer. I’m feeling very weak And I haven’t got a clue. I wish that things were different And I wish the same for you. Let’s focus on the family And when the night is through, I’ll be Slingerland’s castrato. I’ll be sleeping on a pew. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 316 [topic] => 34 [informant] => Butterat_Zool [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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