Lyrics The Homosexual - Kirin J Callinan
I
love
women
But
I'm
thinking
of
giving
in
I
love
women
But
what's
the
point
in
arguing
With
the
men
from
boarding
schools
and
building
sites
Who've
told
me
I'm
a
homosexual
all
my
life?
One
stop
past
Warringah
and
the
coughs
begin
Hell
hath
no
fury,
like
an
insecure
Australian
You
don't
need
psychoanalysts
to
translate
this
There
is
a
open
homosexual
in
our
midst
The
homosexual
they
call
me
It's
all
the
same
to
me
That
spectre
they
projected
I
will
now
pretend
to
be
Since
their
neurosis
is
what
passes
for
normality
It's
okay
with
me
if
I'm
queer
Since
their
tone
deafness
is
called
the
love
of
music
I
won't
disabuse
them
I'll
make
love
with
their
women
I'll
make
them
sing
notes
of
pleasure
Their
boyfriends
will
never
hear
I
love
women
But
I
take
them
by
surprise
Pretending
absolute
indifference
to
their
breasts
and
thighs
Like
their
hairdressers
and
dressmakers
I
hear
confession
notes
Reserved
for
homosexual
professionals
As
I
put
their
feet
in
stirrups
with
my
limp
wrist
A
trick
I
learned
from
a
homosexual
gynecologist
I
recall
the
words
my
first
girlfriend
ended
our
first
date
with
"I
feel
privileged
you
chose
me
to
go
straight
with"
The
homosexual
they
call
me
It's
all
the
same
to
me
That
spectre
they're
projecting
I
now
pretend
to
be
Since
their
neurosis
is
what
passes
for
normality
It's
okay
with
me
if
I'm
queer
Since
their
tone
deafness
is
called
the
love
of
music
I
won't
disabuse
them
I'll
make
love
with
their
women
I'll
make
them
sing
notes
of
pleasure
Their
husbands
will
never
hear
You
who
called
me
teapot
Who
played
me
with
your
bile
Guess
who
I've
got
coming
to
the
boil
Why
not
grab
the
nettle?
I'll
settle
for
being
the
kettle
if
you're
the
pot
I
take
my
tea
like
my
revenge
Sweet
and
hot
The
homosexual
you
call
me
It's
all
the
same
to
me
That
spectre
you're
projecting
I
now
pretend
to
be
Since
your
neurosis
is
what
passes
for
normality
It's
okay
with
me
if
I'm
queer
Since
your
tone
deafness
is
called
the
love
of
music
I
won't
disabuse
you
I'll
make
love
with
your
women
I'll
make
them
sing
notes
of
pleasure
That
you
will
never
hear,
never
in
a
billion
years
No
fear
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