Harley Poe - Transvestities Can Be Cannibals Too lyrics

Hate the way that I look in my own clothes
So I wear my wife's when I go to the town
You think it's gross when
I'm wearin' her pantyhose
You call me sick and you call me a clown
I think I may
I think I might have human tonight
Don't come to me 'cause I'm comin' to you
I think I may
I think I might have you for a bite
I'm gonna cook me up some he man stew

'Cause transvestites can be cannibals too
And I'll feel better after I eat you
'Cause I hate people when
They're not polite
If you end up on my table
Then it serves you right

And when I was young I
Wore my sister's clothes
I liked to paint my nails and
I had secrets no one knows
But now that I'm grown up
I cook dinner for my wife
I still carry my secrets along
With a butchers knife

I hate the popular people
'Cause I ain't popular
I'll eat these words tomorrow
'Cause I'm bipolar
It's okay to be different
Unless you're all by yourself
You think you're so fucking special
But you're just like everyone else

I just don't understand the reason why I sin
Why can't I be a bigger
Man and walk away when
You tear me down and make me
Feel like I'm worth nothin'
But then again I'm sure that you
Deserve what you'll be getting

And when I was young I
Wore my sister's clothes
I liked to paint my nails and
I had secrets no one knows
But now that I'm grown up
I cook dinner for my wife
I still carry my secrets along
With a butchers knife

So you don't like being tied up?
Well, I don't like being mean
You're so shallow minded
You think I'm only what you see
Take me out of the herd and put me
On display in front of your friends

Not knowing that this mistake would
Lead to your miserable end
'Cause I'm rude, I'm ugly
And I'm everything you hate
And I'm here tonight to put you on my plate
I don't care for your opinion
I don't want your point of view
Tonight I'll have a feast
With compliments to you

And when I was young I
Wore my sister's clothes
I liked to paint my nails and
I had secrets no one knows
But now that I'm grown up
I cook dinner for my wife
I still carry my secrets along
With a butchers knife