Harry, You're A Beast
by The Mothers
From the album: We're Only in It for the Money
Track 7 of 19 on We're Only in It for the Money (1968).
Duration: 1:21
Lyrics for Harry, You're A Beast
I'm gonna tell you the way it is And I'm not gonna be kind or easy Your whole attitude stinks, I say And the life you lead is completely empty You paint your head Your mind is dead You don't even know what I just said THAT'S YOU: AMERICAN WOMANHOOD! You're phony on top You're phony underneath You lay in bed & grit your teeth MADGE, I WANT YOUR BODY! HARRY, GET BACK! MADGE, IT'S NOT MERELY PHYSICAL! HARRY, YOU'RE A BEAST! Don't come in me, in me Don't come in me, in me Don't come in me, in me Don't come in me, in me MADGE, I . . . MADGE . . . I COULDN'T HELP IT . . . I . . . DOGGONE IT!
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