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  • Текст песни Paul Shapera - 9. Henry The Alchemist

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    Henry:
    My town of vulture rock was quiet, i was young my science
    was my favorite thing since i was shy and awkward and cute guys i just
    could not talk to
    I got so confused
    til Evan came along

    Alchemy is quite my thing, when solubles are transforming
    and matter unmade reshaping and souls themselves transmutating
    I dream of potions
    of evolution
    to lead mankind

    The hell mouth just appeared one day a rift in time a tear in space
    and monsters from a hellish place came out to eat and kill and chase
    and doom arrived
    we prepared to die
    til an idea crossed my mind

    A potion i had never made, too dangerous, but thought could change
    a man in strange divergent ways our last hope of salvation lay
    with death coming
    i made some
    and i drank it down that day

    Henry:
    "I don't understand, nothing happened."

    Evan:
    Well at least you tried Henry. its all right. if this is the end, maybe.. maybe we should... just one last time..

    Henry:
    Yes, id like that. Mmmm, that feels good

    Evan:
    Well you're certainly getting aroused... oh! dear god.. Henry... whats happening to you?

    Henry:
    I... i feel.... like something inside is coming out.... rrraaaaarrRRRGH

    I'm the wild man
    The party's always where i am
    I'm the scream hurled by that drunk girl
    when midnight
    I'm the sodomite
    who makes everything all right
    I'm the mad howl of you night out

    Henry:
    Where am i?

    Old Coot:
    You're in Rattlesnake Springs up above the Whiskeybath Saloon

    Henry:
    But that's 70 miles awa.. wait, why are all these naked men passed out all over the place?

    Old Coot:
    Oh, you missed quite a shindig last night., It was all willies and alcohol around here

    Henry:
    My alter ego, Hurl indeed could kill the foul invading beasts
    but he was wild and wasn't me, he drank and screwed and fought and screamed
    A wild Id
    who i hated
    at war with my own self

    After he'd fought the beasts attacks he wouldn't want to calm, change back
    He'd go on benders that would last for days of drinking, sex and laughs
    He gorged in bed
    with scores of men
    for miles and miles around

    The thing that makes me change to him, arousal, an erection, when
    desire rises springs within the transformation happens and
    i cave, change and he
    raves and shames me and
    i cannot keep him down

    And so i try to keep somehow him from ever coming out
    i drink elixirs to renounce and keep my strange libido down
    i vow now
    i must live without
    becoming ever more aroused

    Townspeople:
    Henry! A new monsters has come through and is attacking the town! We need Hurl! You got to get it up!

    He cant get it up? But if he doesn't change we'll all die!

    Listen up everyone, we've all got to pitch in to give Henry an erection!

    Get it up, Henry, get it up!

    Get the men's rowing club over here! Get your clothes off and start showering! Spank each other playfully! You, cowboys... oh lordy jesus, you don't need no instructions.. Git the college kid over here. Right, give me the shy freshman bit... good, okay, pretend you've never seen one before... you're so curious... you just have to reach and out and... oh, i think it's working... come one Henry, rise and shine, boy

    I'm the wild man
    The party's always where i am
    I'm the scream hurled by that drunk girl
    when midnight
    I'm the sodomite
    who makes everything all right
    I'm the mad howl of you night out

    I'm the craving and the action
    I'm the strive for satisfaction
    I'm the will to live, the passion
    that will make you dance and scream

    I'm the hunger thirst for more
    that keeps the species moving forward
    I'm the blood lust and the gorge
    that survival itself needs

    I'm the fire in the stove
    of evolution don't you know
    The species clawing upwards goes
    because i'm there to scream and poke

    When death is at your feet
    I'm the beast you better feed
    My greed exceeding to extremes
    is the rebel scream you need

    I'm the wild man
    The party's always where i am
    I'm the scream hurled by that drunk girl
    when midnight
    I'm the sodomite
    who makes everything all right
    I'm the mad howl of you night out

    Evan who i loved, he broke my heart when he broke up
    for Hurl filled him with disgust, and we couldn't ever touch
    For if we held i might arise and change there before his eyes
    and hurl would mock him and he'd cry and so he left me one long night

    The town looked at me strange, a mix of fear and awe and shame
    for hurls wanton and lewd ways i felt their constant furtive gaze
    Locked inside my house i'd stay there cowering and id hide
    while Hurl rattled deep inside the carnal cages of my mind

    A 2 week bender gone astray i woke up in a strange new place
    here in lost hallow where i stayed and keep my urges pressed away
    I work my alchemy in a dank basement neath the street
    where somewhere deep inside he sings and waits til next hes free

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    когда полночь
    Я содомит
    кто делает все в порядке
    Я безумный вот тебя ночь

    Эван, кого я любил, он разбил мое сердце, когда разочаровался
    Для Херла наполнил его отвращением, и мы не могли трогать
    Ибо если бы мы держали, я могу возникнуть и менять там перед его глазами
    и бросок будет издеваться бы его, и он плачет, и он оставил меня одну долгую ночь

    Город посмотрел на меня странно, сочетание страха и страха и стыда
    для Hurls Wishon и Lewd пути, я почувствовал их постоянный скрытый взгляд
    Заблокирован внутри моего дома
    Хотя Херл гремел глубоко внутри плотских клеток моего ума

    2 недели Бендер сбился с пути, я проснулся в странном новом месте
    здесь, в потерянном черте, где я остался и сохранил свои побуждения
    Я работаю мою алхимию в подвальном положении ул.
    Где где-то глубоко внутри он поет и ждет, пока не будет дальше

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