I came here with Messianic Dreams, and a $5,000 calling card
I left there silly.
I can say that I've come where I'd wished not to come in-
But I just couldn't come where I came in from.
Now, I don't know if I'll ever lust again.
I leave, finding that it was not what I remembered,
That I was not what was required,
That I was not better than some.
It was 1st love at 2nd 1st site
It was lock and stock and door and knob
It was holier than an $8.00 hand-job
It was thicker than a bag of Funyon® Rings @ 4:06 @ nite.
It was catamenia red and Big Bird Yellow,
And I hated it till'twas time to go.