He"s got secular joy
He"s a peculiar boy
But now the l***re has gone
The peculiar boy is no more
Who"ll save him from being a man
Not me
He"s got precious youth
But forsaken, forsooth
And now the shine grows dim
Change tradition for whim
Who"ll save him from being a man
Not me
He"s got clothes all red
All on a purple bed
But now the red"s in his eyes
He"s no longer a prize
Who"ll save him from being a man
Not me
He"s a peculiar boy
Yes, he"s a peculiar boy
But now his skin is slack
He shows a certain lack
Who"ll save him from being a man
Not me
He"s a peculiar boy
But now the l***re has gone
The peculiar boy is no more
Who"ll save him from being a man
Not me
He"s got precious youth
But forsaken, forsooth
And now the shine grows dim
Change tradition for whim
Who"ll save him from being a man
Not me
He"s got clothes all red
All on a purple bed
But now the red"s in his eyes
He"s no longer a prize
Who"ll save him from being a man
Not me
He"s a peculiar boy
Yes, he"s a peculiar boy
But now his skin is slack
He shows a certain lack
Who"ll save him from being a man
Not me