PERVERSE WEAKLING SONGS
(THE COMMENTS OF MANMAKING AUTHOR FRANK PARLATO ARE IN RED, CAPITALIZED AND IN BOLD INTERPOSED AMONGST THE LYRICS OF VARIOUS SONGS)
You always hurt the one you love - Mills Brothers (1944)
Words & Music by Allan Roberts & Doris Fisher
Recorded by The Mills Brothers, 1944
You always hurt the one you love
The one you shouldn't hurt at all;
ISN’T THAT KIND OF STUPID
You always take the sweetest rose
And crush it till the petals fall;
KIND OF PERVERSE
You always break the kindest heart
With a hasty word you can't recall;
So If I broke your heart last night,
IT's because I love you most of all.
JUST ABOUT THE STUPIDEST REASONING IMAGINABLE
Last Time:
It's because I love you most of all.
Honky Tonk Women-- Rolling Stones (1969)
I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis,
WHY TELL US ABOUT IT?
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride.
She had to heave me right across her shoulder
WHAT A SLOB
'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind.
It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.
I laid a divorcee in New York City,
REALLY AREN’T YOU TOO COOL?
I had to put up some kind of a fight.
BUT I BET HE LOST
The lady then she covered me with roses,
She blew my nose and then she blew my mind.
HOW COOL THE TEENAGERS MUST HAVE THOUGHT THIS PERVERT GETTING BLOW JOBS ON HIS (WINK WINK) NOSE
It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.
JUST A LONESOME LOSER DRUNK AND PERVERTED.
Get up (I feel like being a) sex machine - James Brown (1970)
THIS IS THE KIND OF FILTH THAT ONLY A PERVERSE CULTURE WOULD PROMOTE: SEX WITHOUT LOVE
Mental illness reigning here
Fellas, I'm ready to get up and do my thing (yeah go ahead!)
I wanta get into it, man, you know (go ahead!)
Like a, like a sex machine, man, (yeah go ahead!)
Movin' and doin' it, you know
Can I count it off? (Go ahead)
One, two, three, four!
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a sex machine, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a sex machine, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a sex machine, (get on up)
Wait a minute!
Shake your arm, then use your form
Stay on the scene like a sex machine
You got to have the feeling sure as you're born
Get it together, right on, right on.
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Hah!
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
You said, you said you got the,
You said the feeling,
You said the feeling you got to get
You give me the fever 'n' a cold sweat.
The way i like, it is the way it is,
I got mine 'n' don't worry 'bout his
Get up, (get on up)
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a sex machine, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Bobby! Should I take 'em to the bridge?
(Go Ahead!)
Take 'em on to the bridge!
(Take em to the bridge!)
Should I take 'em to the bridge?
(Yeah!)
Take 'em to the bridge?
(Go Ahead!)
Hit me now!
Come on!
Stay on the scene, like a sex machine!
The way I like it is, is the way it is
I got mine, (dig it!), he got his
Stay on the scene, like a lovin' machine
Stay on the scene, like a lovin' machine
Stay on the scene
I wanna count it off one more time now
(Go ahead!)
You wanna hear it like it did on the top fellas?
(Yeah!)
Hear it like it did on the top?
(Yeah!)
Hit it now!
Get on up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get on up, (get on up)
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a lovin' machine, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Taste, (get on up)
Bein', (get on up)
Taste, (get on up)
Bein', (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Stay on the scene, (get on up), like a sex machine, (get on up)
You gotta have the feelin, (get on up)
Sure as you're born, (get on up)
Get it together, right on, right on
right on, right on, (right on, right on)
right on, right on, (right on, right on)
right on, right on, (right on, right on)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
And then, shake your money maker,
Shake your money maker,
Shake your money maker,
Shake your money maker,
Shake your money maker,
Shake your money maker,
Shake your money maker
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Huh!
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Get up, (get on up)
Can we hit it like we did one more time, from the top
Can we hit like that one more time
(One more time!)
One more time!
Let's hit it and quit! (Go ahead!)
Can we hit it and quit? (Yeah!)
Can we hit it and quit? (Yeah!)
Can we hit it and quit? (Yeah!)
Hit it!
Lola - The Kinks (1970)
Ray Davies – Author
Feeble minds
I met her in a club down in old Soho
where you drink champagne and it tastes just like Cherry Cola
C-O-L-A Cola.
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance.
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said, "Lola"
L-O-L-A Lola, lo lo lo Lola
Well, I'm not the world's most physical guy,
but when she squeesed me tight she nearly broke my spine
HE BOASTS OF PHYSICAL WEAKNESS
Oh my Lola, lo lo lo Lola, lo lo lo Lola
Well, I'm not dumb but I can't understand
why she walks like a woman and talks like a man
Oh my Lola, lo lo lo Lola, lo lo lo Lola
HE LIKES HIS WEAKNESS AND REVELS IN THE EFFIMINATE MALE BEREFT OF STRENGTH AND MANLINESS
Well, we drank champagne and danced all night,
under electric candlelight,
she picked me up and sat me on her knee,
She said, "Little boy won't you come home with me?"
IT IS MORE THAN AN ATTEMPT TO REVERT TO INFANCY; IT’S A DESIRE TO BE BEREFT OF ALL MANLINESS.
Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy,
but when I looked in her eyes,
I almost fell for my Lola,
Lo lo lo Lola, lo lo lo Lola
I pushed her away. I walked to the door.
I fell to the floor. I got down on my knees.
IS THERE A MORE COWARDLY BEING THAN THIS…
I looked at her, and she at me.
Well that's the way that I want it to stay.
I always want it to be that way for my Lola.
Lo lo lo Lola.
Girls will be boys, and boys will be girls.
MAYBE IN THIS COWARD’S WORLD. THAT’S WHAT HE WANTS; HE WANTS TO BE A GIRL.
It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world,
except for Lola. Lo lo lo Lola. Lo lo lo Lola.
Well I left home just a week ago,
and I never ever kissed a woman before,
Lola smiled and took me by the hand,
she said, "Little boy, gonna make you a man."
THAT’S ENTIRELY UNLIKELY… A MALE WHO WOULD WRITE AND SING THIS SONG WOULD NOT EVER BE ABLE TO ENTER MANHOOD.
Well I'm not the world's most masculine man,
THAT’S VERY CLEAR.
but I know what I am and that I'm a man,
YOU MEAN A MALE…
so is Lola.
IS LOLA A TRANSVESTITE OR A MASCULINE FEMALE? IN EITHER CASE THIS IS NOTHING BUT GARBAGE FILTH…. WRITTEN BY A PERVERSE COWARD….
Lo lo lo Lola. Lo lo lo Lola.
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