EXCEPTER
I practice a depraved art
Obama! Obama! Obama!
Clearly we're all jokers
Lacking elegance
We need to be judged
Lacking beauty
We deserve to be mocked
We cut each other too much slack
And it's been way too long
Since the sergeants beat me
Castrated by castrati
It's only rock-n-roll
I got over again but
It keeps getting harder
To get off—I'll still get off but
Someone needs to call me out
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