Why have you chosen him to sterilize?
Just to move in the view of the magnate's eyes
Call me unnerved, call it fruitless
To better serve your needs
Got me down on my knees
Would you mind if - we castrate you, then clap for you?
Don't you mind me - while i mutilate you for the hope of feeling free
Wasn't my idea - not clear, so queer
Will you remind me - the reason i'm even here
Now that i'm frozen in this state of mind
Give me appeal - no barry white, please
I won't stand unheard, but will be soulless
For all those loathing ears
The time is drawing near
How does it feel to have privities?
How should i feel about having none?
Born with testes, now it's too late -- gone, and i stay
Removed with ease, now it's too late -- born just to croon
Gone, and it's too bad -- born in clay
Somehow i've risen with lack of supplies
Invited in - no more rude surprise
Call me adored, call me empty
To better serve my needs
Why are they on their knees?
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Why have you chosen him to sterilize?
Just to move in the view of the magnate's eyes
Call me unnerved, call it fruitless
To better serve your needs
Got me down on my knees
Would you mind if - we castrate you, then clap for you?
Don't you mind me - while i mutilate you for the hope of feeling free
Wasn't my idea - not clear, so queer
Will you remind me - the reason i'm even here
Now that i'm frozen in this state of mind
Give me appeal - no barry white, please
I won't stand unheard, but will be soulless
For all those loathing ears
The time is drawing near
How does it feel to have privities?
How should i feel about having none?
Born with testes, now it's too late -- gone, and i stay
Removed with ease, now it's too late -- born just to croon
Gone, and it's too bad -- born in clay
Somehow i've risen with lack of supplies
Invited in - no more rude surprise
Call me adored, call me empty
To better serve my needs
Why are they on their knees?
Just to move in the view of the magnate's eyes
Call me unnerved, call it fruitless
To better serve your needs
Got me down on my knees
Would you mind if - we castrate you, then clap for you?
Don't you mind me - while i mutilate you for the hope of feeling free
Wasn't my idea - not clear, so queer
Will you remind me - the reason i'm even here
Now that i'm frozen in this state of mind
Give me appeal - no barry white, please
I won't stand unheard, but will be soulless
For all those loathing ears
The time is drawing near
How does it feel to have privities?
How should i feel about having none?
Born with testes, now it's too late -- gone, and i stay
Removed with ease, now it's too late -- born just to croon
Gone, and it's too bad -- born in clay
Somehow i've risen with lack of supplies
Invited in - no more rude surprise
Call me adored, call me empty
To better serve my needs
Why are they on their knees?