Paroles de Virile

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Ah On the long hike through Blue Ridge Mountains I can feel the earth Overtake my skin And I realize none Of this matters 'Cause I will return To dust and matter Cheers to the patriarchs And the marble arch Playin' the part The gatekeeper's march Desperate for passing grades The virility fades You've got the wrong guy You wanna slip right in Amp up the masculine You've got the wrong idea, son Dear son We pick our own prisons To stake dominion over all that one surveys Is the virile, viral way Here's to the boys And the noise Playin' the part The gatekeeper's march Desperate for passing grades The virility fades You've got the wrong guy You wanna fit right in Amp up the masculine You've got the wrong I Too much is not enough Too much is not enough You've got the wrong idea, son Dear, son You pick your own prison You want dominion to make minions of the stars Made up of what you are Are, are, are, are, are You are, are, are, are, are Desperate for passing grades The virility fades You've got the wrong guy You wanna fit right in Amp up the masculine You've got the wrong idea, son