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'' For Us Poor Men ''
A poor mans work,
Is never done,
While women lurk,
Enjoying their fun.
Though we're superior,
You mustn't crack,
Say you're inferior,
Or face an attack.
Cleaning, cooking,
Doing the chores,
While she's over looking,
Her voice roars.
Do it again,
It isn't right,
Oh the pain,
I feel her bite.
I want babies,
We must agree,
I'd rather have rabies,
Between you and me.
To meet their needs,
We go along,
To fulfil their needs,
They're never wrong.
Changing nappies?
Par for the course,
Such happy chappies,
No need to force.
Refuse to go,
Your life's a mess.
Don't dare say no,
You'll suffer stress,
Such selfless creatures,
No task too big,
Listening to our preachers,
No wonder we swig.
I will fight back,
Of course not now,
Or I'll face attack,
I will and how.
When I get tough,
She says, back in your pen,
Life sure is rough,
' For Us Poor Men '
Is never done,
While women lurk,
Enjoying their fun.
Though we're superior,
You mustn't crack,
Say you're inferior,
Or face an attack.
Cleaning, cooking,
Doing the chores,
While she's over looking,
Her voice roars.
Do it again,
It isn't right,
Oh the pain,
I feel her bite.
I want babies,
We must agree,
I'd rather have rabies,
Between you and me.
To meet their needs,
We go along,
To fulfil their needs,
They're never wrong.
Changing nappies?
Par for the course,
Such happy chappies,
No need to force.
Refuse to go,
Your life's a mess.
Don't dare say no,
You'll suffer stress,
Such selfless creatures,
No task too big,
Listening to our preachers,
No wonder we swig.
I will fight back,
Of course not now,
Or I'll face attack,
I will and how.
When I get tough,
She says, back in your pen,
Life sure is rough,
' For Us Poor Men '
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`` For Us Poor Men ``
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