Little girls and gay men Love them some Jonathan Can’t reciprocate Wish them a life great

Fumbling in the dark Searching for my clothes Looking for a girl With my third eye closed

The Earth is my Mother The Heavens my Dad I love my Father But I’m a Momma’s boy at heart

I cast the blame on you and her That just might be a bit obscured To tell the tale with honest voice I have to acknowledge my choice

I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.

Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…

Shake your ass Make a pass And let’s get down to business I’ve never seen A better dream

Flesh of my flesh Bone of my bone Please hear your partner In all his earnest If you are willing

I write You read I talk You listen I huff

Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end

You create yourself Then see better solutions Cue evolution

I’ll make you pucker And turn your stomach So take me with a grain of salt

Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else

I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee

Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra