Lemon Party

Denounce these old exalted limbs once you've gained

Krishna status or something better than-we know we're better than

To ever judge I've ever had, allow me to lay your verdicts to rest

While I'm swooning them

The jury knows that I'm a man, and I'm a great one

There ain't no way you're stopping him

There ain't no way you're stopping me

I'll tell my proudest secrets

Don't mind if you can't keep them

Well, lately it's been mayday

So tell me, why is this your favorite sin?

Lately it's been mayday

So tell me why you wanna fake it?

They say that once you've gained

This status it only gets even better

And he will prove that he's a man

With wooden bed posts whittled away

With the notches, they were carved in a little too deep

And now he's paying for it

He's sleeping on the floor tonight

I go from the back

So that way they cannot see

That this is me

Now I know shame

Look at my back

The marks make it clear to see

Innocent me can no longer claim a saint

I'm now digging my fingers

Into the back of a whore

But here's the thing

In the good book it said that

God made man, and I'm a man.

So tell me...who's wrong?