I’ve got syphilitic hetro friends in every part of town
I don’t hate them but I know them, I don’t want them hanging around
I won’t roll my bones for every little girl who gets on down
I got space and space got me, I should be selling it by the pound
Every since I heard the voice
I thought I had no choice
But then I kissed her
I don’t mind if I get broken, I don’t mind if I get fixed
I don’t mind if I’m not spoken, I don’t if I get kicks.
If I wake up dead, I’ll wake up just like any other day.
And the photographs of God I bought have almost fade away
Everything just passes by
I thought it always would
But then I kissed her

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