Body Was Made Ezra Furman

[Verse 1]
My body was made this particular way
There's really nothing any old patrician can say
You social police can just get out of my face
And my body was made

[Verse 2]
My body was made this particular way
Recurrent desire never totally tamed
Oh, honey, I've tried and tried to explain it away
But my body was made

[Verse 3]
His body's a ship with an impenetrable hull
His bedroom shelves lined up with animal skulls
It's making me feel an irresistible pull
His body was made

[Verse 4]
My body was made with this attribute, too
The need to become something totally new
Mysterious process that don't involve you
Body was made

[Verse 5]
Body was made, so just fucking relax
Don't pile my plate with historical facts
I want to go forward, don't want to go back
And my body was made, oh, oh, oh