Freaks

If the mother goes to bed with you

Show where you are, oh hey
Like Peter did on the hill
To show where you are holdin'

Will you call her a freak?
If the mother goes to bed with you
In the bowels of the cathedral
Will you call them freaks?

You never looked so high

To show where you are holdin'
If the mother bears your children without tears
Will you call her freaks?
To ever find till so low

You did not have to go that far
Will you run and tell the neighbors?
You know your sperm is weak now
Will you call them Gods?
To ever find till so low
You never looked so high
And Henry Miller in your back pocket?
Or will you take the first ear that comes into contact with your blade
To show where you are
Will you call her freaks on?
Will you run and tell the papers?
If the mother goes to bed with you
Or will you crash that beautiful silence with some talk about
You know your sperm is weak

Will you call her a freak?
Finding yourself in your mother's arms?
Without the usual costs of labor
And drag your silly name into the mud
Will you render her asunder with what she really needs
Will you hide behind that get up that you wear?

To show where you are holdin'

Will you call them freaks?
You did not have to go that far

Now you know they're gonna come for you
You little fucker
Will you call her a freak?
Will you call them Gods?
How she picked you from a line up in downtown Philadelphia
To show where you are holdin'

With a cigarette hangin' out of your mouth
Will you call them freaks?
Without the usual costs of labor
If the mother bears your children without tears