Body Was Made Songtext
von Ezra Furman

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

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

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


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

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
Right!

Your body is yours at the end of the day
And don't let the hateful try and take it away
We want to be free, yeah, we go our own way
And my body was made, oh