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Didn't I see you down in San Antone on a hot an dusty night
You were eatin eggs in Sammys when a black man drew his knife
Ahh you drowned that jew in Rampton, as he washed his sleeveless shirt
You know that Spanish speaking gentlemen the one we all call Curt
Come now gentlemen I know theres some mistake
How forget full I'm becoming now U fix your business straight

I remember you on Hemlock row in 1956 your a faggy little leather boy with a smaller piece of stick
Your a lashing smashing hunk of man your sweat shines sweet and strong
Your organs working perfectly, but theres a part thats not screwed on
Werecha at the Coke convention back in 1965
Your the misbred, gray executive I've seen heavily advertised
Your the gray gray man whose daughter licks policemens buttons clean
Your the man who squats behind the man who works the soft machine
Come now gentlemen your love is all I crave
You still be in the circus as I'm laughing in my grave

When the old men do the fighting and the young men all look on
And the young girls eat their mothers meat from tubes of Plasticon
Be wary my gentle friends of all the skins you breed
They have a tasty habit...they eat the hands that bleed

So remember who you say you are and keep your noses clean
Boys will be boys and play with toys so be strong with your beast
Oh Rosie dear doncha think it's queer, so stop me if you please
The baby is dead, my lady said, "You gentlemen, why you all work for me."