MC Chris - The Masturbation Song lyrics
[MC Chris - The Masturbation Song lyrics]
We were hoodlums, just some Muslims
In the year of '88
Me and my buddy Brian were way under age
I was a shifty little mister just
Watch me drift between the cliques
No one had me like my family
It was kinda the pit's so I take it out on
Others anyone beneath my status
Making fun of making of? made me
Think I was a badass wasn't even a nerd
I'd sit with Bri and his boys
I felt kinda included i was so overjoyed
No one liked me and I know
Junior high was a mess
So I played king's quest where
You go and you fence
Playground was a place where I
Should have got punched
But I never got affected cause
No one noticed me much
'Cept Brian he was funny and
We shared every class
Can't explain it just somehow I
Knew that it wouldn't last
Had me over Friday night to
Watch porn at his dad's
That's when he called me out for
Jerkin' off in my sleepin' bag
Brian told his friends and
The word soon spread
My freshmen year at Brainnerd and
I was better off dead
Everybody knew even that nerd named Kramer
He made fun of me in the
Locker room I couldn't be lamer
Do you jerk off do you beat off? yo
That's all I ever heard
If you can't control your penis maybe
You should go to church
So let's persecute the perv
Make him think he acts alone
Like they're not all running home
To grab onto their bone
But they convinced me I was stupid
So I'd do it with guilt
That's how I was raised
And what the catholic church felt
My behavior was a bum
I wish I knew it was a blessin '
Couldn't keep myself from messin'
Never considered confessing
Just kept it on the low
While the lunchroom laughed
But at my expense, I had no friends
I felt trapped but I guess I had it
Coming after how I behaved
Let that be a lesson
One I'll take to my grave
In the year of '88
Me and my buddy Brian were way under age
I was a shifty little mister just
Watch me drift between the cliques
No one had me like my family
It was kinda the pit's so I take it out on
Others anyone beneath my status
Making fun of making of? made me
Think I was a badass wasn't even a nerd
I'd sit with Bri and his boys
I felt kinda included i was so overjoyed
No one liked me and I know
Junior high was a mess
So I played king's quest where
You go and you fence
Playground was a place where I
Should have got punched
But I never got affected cause
No one noticed me much
'Cept Brian he was funny and
We shared every class
Can't explain it just somehow I
Knew that it wouldn't last
Had me over Friday night to
Watch porn at his dad's
That's when he called me out for
Jerkin' off in my sleepin' bag
Brian told his friends and
The word soon spread
My freshmen year at Brainnerd and
I was better off dead
Everybody knew even that nerd named Kramer
He made fun of me in the
Locker room I couldn't be lamer
Do you jerk off do you beat off? yo
That's all I ever heard
If you can't control your penis maybe
You should go to church
So let's persecute the perv
Make him think he acts alone
Like they're not all running home
To grab onto their bone
But they convinced me I was stupid
So I'd do it with guilt
That's how I was raised
And what the catholic church felt
My behavior was a bum
I wish I knew it was a blessin '
Couldn't keep myself from messin'
Never considered confessing
Just kept it on the low
While the lunchroom laughed
But at my expense, I had no friends
I felt trapped but I guess I had it
Coming after how I behaved
Let that be a lesson
One I'll take to my grave