Who Needs The Young

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Who needs the young? The revelation of their faces and their hair When all we have are withered traces of the faces we once were And suffocation in the dirty, fatal air Who needs the young bodies floating in the sun? Who needs the young? The celebration of the races that they’ve have won The sado masochistic things they’ve never done — disgusting And all the places that we never will have gone Who needs the young bodies floating in the sun? Who needs the young? My eyes just aren’t what they were My eyes just aren’t what they were My eyes just aren’t what they were Is there anyone left who can see? Blind him! My lips just aren’t what they were My lips just aren’t what they were My lips just aren’t what they were Is there anyone left who can kiss? Spit on him! My mind just isn’t what it was My mind just isn’t what it was My mind just isn’t what it was Is there anyone left who can dream? Wake him! My legs just aren’t what they were My legs just aren’t what they were My legs just aren’t what they were Is there anyone left who can dance? Cripple him! My voice just isn’t what it was My voice just isn’t what it was My voice just isn’t what it was Is there anyone left who can sing? Silence him! My sex just isn’t what is was My sex just isn’t what is was My sex just isn’t what is was Is there anyone left who can fuck? Screw them! ... Who needs the young? The perfect star of flesh that never has to cry Who needs the filthy moaning passed from thigh to thigh? Who needs the self-appointed prophets waving banners in the bloodshot sky Who needs the young when we’re spending all the rest of our wonderful lives learning to die! ...