time, time, time, see what's become of me
as i looked around at all masculinity, big nuts would scar esteem
i was drowned, ever-lounged, was a guy...but a hazy shade of 'mister'

queer's my salvation, charming lads pound into my behind
this lounge can feed my debtor's mind, untough and so sad, pair me to butch since i'm halfed
i was drowned, ever-lounged, was a guy...but a hazy shade of 'mister'

"get brawny or grope for men," says the queeny,
"have to say that when your gropes have passed then say it was pretend...
and you weren't really gay then"
in their lounge, asses try dealing like they are the king-guys of divine 'right'

cont



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