Single Dean - Feast of the Inadequate Male Lyrics

Let freedom stink
In a cowboy hat with proper licensing
I am the last of that certain schtick
Your mother said might do the trick

The paper's been crying
"A Nation Forgets How to Read"
I've been hanging out with Mickey Mouse
And now his droppings are all over everything

So baby come cum hither
Before you're known as Sister Hipster
Our nation has been out to lunch
At the feast of the inadequate male
But we've been starving over here

I like my sleep stony
An assembly line of phony cheese
Why should I learn to chew
When the yawn seems to pull me through?

You like those desert things
But I swear to Christ I've seen this guy
In the closing scene of a nursery rhyme
Or maybe in my mirror last night

So baby come cum hither
Before they reboot Adolf Hitler
The next Last Supper just happens to be...
The feast of the inadequate male
But we've been starving over here

So go, go, go buy a ticket
To a show that never existed
Where the good guy never dies
And the girls get f*cked all night
And if I should seem confused
I'm just trying to be amused
There's a man up here on a cross
And they're asking if He's lost

So baby come cum hither
Before they send me back to Pittsburgh
They're turning water into waste
Drinking Clockwork Orange Gatorade
Selling the tote bags to the end of the world
At the Feast of the Inadequate Male