Titus Andronicus - Still Life With Hot Deuce On Silver Platter lyrics

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You're going through phasesAre you some kind of man or a moon?Either way, these here bootsThey're gonna walk all over youIt's all true, isn't it?There's no real altruism, kidIt's just a new set of clothesOn the same old selfishnessCold piss! Out, walking the streetsLooking for theseAlleged elegant truthsIt's just me, lonely meAnd the other relevant dudesArrogant enough to believeThis is developing newsI exist just as a fishStuck with the pelican bluesHot deuce! Here it goes againI hear you took it to another levelHere it goes again[Repeat]Tonight I'm crying for a babyWho's never going to be bornMy authentic self was abortedAt the age of fourYou know I'll always be a junkieYou see me spread across the floor1-2-3-4-5-6-7 angelsDon't come around no moreBut I'm not gonna cryI'm not gonna cryI'm not gonna cryThinkin' 'bout that babyBut I'm gonna dieDie if I don't tryTry to bring that man to lifeBut what of the classic contest, Content versus Context?They have a fight - Context winsCon men contact Content's next of kin, Saying "I'm looking for your least-feminine lesbianWe're gonna pump her so full of bovine estrogenShe won't be masculine, I'm high on mescalineBut no one knows, 'cause I sh*t on some Mexicans"Hot deuce!