Saturday, August 11, 2012

Real Men



Take your mind back
I don't know when
Sometime when it always seemed
To be just us & them

Girls that wore pink
Boys that wore blue
Boys that always grew up better men
Than me & you

What's a man now?
What's a man mean?
Is he rough or is he rugged
Cultural & clean?

Now it's all changed
It's got to change more
We think it's getting better
But nobody's really sure

& so it goes, go round again
But now & then we wonder
Who the real men are

See the nice boys
Dancing in pairs
Golden earring, golden tan
Blow-wave in their hair

Sure they're all straight
Straight as a line
All the gays are macho now
See their leather shine

You don't want to sound dumb
Don't want to offend
So don't call me a faggot
Not unless you are a friend

Then if you're tall, handsome & strong
You can wear the uniform & I could play along

&so it goes, go round again
But now & then we wonder
Who the real men are

Time to get scared
Time to change plan
Don't know how to treat a lady
Don't know how to be a man

Time to admit
What you call defeat
'cause there's women running past you now
& you just drag your feet

Man makes a gun
Man goes to war
Man can kill & man can drink
& man can take a whore

Kill all the blacks
Kill all the reds
If there's war between the sexes
Then there will be no people left

& so it goes, go round again
But now & then we wonder
 Who the real men are
 Joe Jackson
1982


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