Slender Gender -

It’s the parodox of darwin

A physique surprisingly close to derelict

Bad posture and blemished skin

A mystique arising from an obscure dialect

Still I am

I’m just sorry that I can’t report on the merit

I still am

Looking for it, I’m looking for it

Do you remember

Where the turner marked the tree

Do you remember

When the dogs barked at the sea

And so I remain demoralized

And I hoped you would at least come to understand

The people having the problems

Are more likable then the ones causing them

Still I am

But a panel of silk around the frame

Cause I still am

Hoping to be saved, papa come save me

Do you remember

Where the turner marked the tree

Do you remember

When the dogs barked at the sea

Mine isn’t his and the beggar is no czar

Someone’s wound is always another ones scar

Mein ist nicht sein und der bettler is kein zar

Was dem einen scheint wird dem andern gewahr

Do you remember

Where the turner marked the tree

Do you remember

When the dogs barked at the sea