Parenthetical Girls — Sympathy For Spastics

Текст песни: Sympathy For Spastics

Sympathy for Spastics LyricsBred and wed of ruddy, wretched men
I've bet you've got it in for them
Their crass, sun-tanned, uneducated hands
You've always found a place for them
This greedy grace that permeates girls my age
I'm not ashamed to say, even
On their knees, it's the sad simple dignities
That charm the pants off me

Blue blood, well-hung, and just a touch too young
For all the gifts God's blessed me with, she's
Thick as shit, and pregnant with the myth
Of a noble proletariat
As you take to task this great guiltless gilded class
Well please don't make me laugh, and bless these
Men of means whose key-bumps of ketamine
Still sweep you off your feet
As we have been so we will always be
And I gather what you think of me, so I
Won't defend nor condescend
Just know you've got my sympathy