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Singing Castrato
Contributed by
Butterat_Zool
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Thursday, 26th September 2002 @ 09:00:00 PM in AEST
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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 childs sounds.
Im feeling very weak And I havent got a clue. I wish that things were different And I wish the same for you. Lets focus on the family And when the night is through, Ill be Slingerlands castrato. Ill be sleeping on a pew.
I feel like some white rabbit With red evil in its eyes I hate the outside world But I couldnt hurt a fly. Im stoned and I am ugly And Id really rather die. I cant enjoy the she-bunnies I cant 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 its spinning in a dryer.
Im feeling very weak And I havent got a clue. I wish that things were different And I wish the same for you. Lets focus on the family And when the night is through, Ill be Slingerlands castrato. Ill be sleeping on a pew.
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Re: Singing Castrato
(User Rating: 1 ) by chatabox on
Friday, 27th September 2002 @ 06:47:20 AM AEST (User
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it certainly did come out well, I loved it. I do feel sorry for my son sometimes, men cant seem to do right for doing wrong these days. |
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