TRIPPER'S ADVOCATE

 

My hands are grasping for your jeans, unbuckle
I'm a protestant jewboy undergrad 1983
Am I the first to discover
What's beneath a young man's covers?
Thin & shiny, trembling like me

I got a rocket (you know where)
From just looking at you
Golden threads run through your hair
(It kills me!)
In the basement it ain't so clear
(You learn to judge them by their shoes)
A boy's gotta get an education somewhere

I'm just payin' my dues
Like all good boys do
It ain't pretty
But it makes me ready

God bless the steeplejacks, the bastinado washroom hacks
Bless all the cautious Kates who lick the edges of the plate
Bless all of the jet boys and all the swooning Fauntleroys
The avatars, the fakirs & the spies

Sometimes it means a little more
A tenderness that somehow got unloosed
Boys of our persuasion get tired of all this desperation
We're just tryin' to get through
We're just payin' our dues
Like all good boys do
It ain't pretty
But it makes us ready

I was born with someone's tongue in my mouth
I'm a substitute for a guy you oughta meet
But this bird that cums right in your hand must be
Better than the ocean-eyed Ulysses in your dreams
Where is he? Might be behind the next tree