Yours With Disgust

If I told you that I loved you

Would it fill you with disgust

Would you tell the world about me

And put me in the dock

Can I tell you I have failed

Failed as a human being

Failed in holding back lust

Failed in the art of seeming

I can tell you

Oh I can tell you

I can tell you without too much fuss

It’s time to take my leave

Yours, with disgust

If I told you you’d entrusted

The world to mad men

Who trade our gorgeous hell

For a totalitarian heaven

Can I tell you I’ve been asked

To spy for the counter revolution

Would it reflect on my probity

Would I be problem or solution

I can tell you

Oh I can tell you

I can tell you without too much fuss

It’s time to take my leave

Yours, with disgust

If I told you that my parents

Met at a school dance

Young and sweet and innocent

That first blossom of romance

Can I tell you that if you could find

The imbalance of power

In something so pure,

Purity is devoured

I can tell you

Oh I can tell you

I can tell you without too much fuss

It’s time to take my leave

Yours, with disgust

If I told you about a world

Where the good had had their way

With me, with you

And none of us could stray

Which means I can tell you

I can tell you

I can tell you

What I want you to say

I can tell you

Oh I can tell you

I can tell you without too much fuss

It’s time to take my leave

Yours, with disgust

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