bi-closeted they said so, to do it
I drink to touch you... and him
I drink to touch him... and you
I suck because I suck, you suck,
I suck him... I, I fuck you, I don't make love to you
I'm gay, I'm not, with a murder looming I thought
that I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not into you
and you are not into what I am because
you rest comfortable in bigotry and pomp
and all of pomp's circumstance.
Bump after bump, clearly you are not my drug of choice
your voice is ire and stills my choice.
Your noise is boys and oh dear gaud yes sir!
Yank, your doodle... dandy, because-I-am-a-dandy-
and-Mandy u-r-a c.r.i.m.i.n.a.l.
It is all so surreal for an appeal.
For your judgement.
Angst, ire and grime it is now time to be in...