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Jona Lewie
The Seed That Always Died
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Here's our gigolo
Coming in for some tiger rag
Monsieur Figaro
Isn't one who loses when he's had
Here's our leather boy
Hoping a man he will become
She'll take him or destroy
All his miles of chicken run
She takes good care of the fair
In this land of despair and its starvation
And it's her job and it's got all the rules
And the rocks of the vibration
And she enjoys all the toys which make boys
Very coy and they're terrified
She is the nurse to the need which she pleased
For seed that always died
For seed that always died
For seed that always died
She calls him "Cheri"
As she smiles at his beaconette
Burlesque is the scene
Where the pleasures come from props, no less
Mirror on a wall
Becoming a big white screen
Give some video
Of a love that must be seen
She takes good care of the fair
In this land of despair and its starvation
And it's her job and it's got all the rules
And the rocks of the vibration
And she enjoys all the toys which make boys
Very coy and they're terrified
She is the nurse to the need which she pleased
For seed that always died
For seed that always died
For seed that always died
She is the nurse to the need which she pleased
For seed that died