Hermaphrodite Jesus
he stands in the doorway
he looks in the mirror
he likes what he sees
He loves his reflection
the father the mother
a sister or brother
to all who believe
But I do not believe
though I love to watch him bleed
It reminds me of my youth
back when no one told the truth
Hermaphrodite Jesus
he sits on the corner
he's watching the pantomime clown
mock the priest
He swallows his laughter
then soon follows after
they're turning the corner
they walk down my street
And I wish I lived on Fenton street
where the street lights always hum
And the star filled skies that twinkle
promise "God, he soon will come"
Hermaphrodite Jesus
he hides in the carport
the neighbor's car headlights
shine on him, he's scared
He stoops and he cowers
they call a policeman
who came and they seized him
and laughed at his hair
And Jesus hates policemen
for their hearts can know no love
That's why every time he sees them man
he says "Hey let's beat it. It's the fuzz"
Hermaphrodite Jesus
he peeks through the keyhole
he masturbates watching
the postman, his dream
But he's holding in laughter
because the "coming of Jesus"
has a whole different meaning
if you know what I mean
And I wish I hadn't met him
in that coffee shop last year
for now there's nothing to look forward to
and there's nothing for to fear
While all of you were waiting
it seems he was already here
Which sex shall he be?
Each day is a battle
He cries behind lipstick
and five o'clock shadow
He stands in the bathroom
stark naked and white
Surrounded by mirrors
and fluorescent lights
And Jesus is on morphine
and Jesus is on ludes
And Jesus is the perfect pansy
prancing in the nude
he's got a razor in his right hand
he mutilates the flesh
He's hiding in the pantry
clutching a chicken to his chest
singing"Love brother, Love!"
Singing "Love brother Love!"
Singing "Love brother Love!"
Singing "Love brother Love!"
And Jesus is on acid
and Jesus hates the pope
He said that John Paul II
smoked up all his dope
And Jesus is on Opium
and Jesus needs a fix
And Jesus is a suffering slave
to ritualistic sex
Singing "Love brother Love!"
Singing "Love brother Love!"
Singing "Love brother Love!"
Singing "Love brother Love!"
Hermaphrodite Jesus
he plays the piano
he's wearing a bonnet
to cover his ears
Hermaphrodite Jesus
he's wearing sunglasses
He's posing for pictures
She's man of the year
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth