Man Made

“What’ll make me a man” he asks the man maker . He stands like a boulder made of rice paper . Watched death til it’s like watching the weather . Innocence plucked out of eyes like couch feathers . We all sell our body one way or another . He’s forehead to forehead with the people called other . Lend your life for the line in the front . The more you’re a man, the less you react to blood . Oh man, you’re winning the game With the rules you wrote and the road you made . Oh boy, oh boy you’re having a ball Man, you’re winning it, winning it, winning it all . Oh man, you’re winning the game With the rules you wrote and the road you made . Oh boy, oh boy you’re having a ball Man, you’re winning it, winning it, winning it all . There’s no salt on his skin . No water in face . You must let it be evaporated with rage . You’ll be pure testosterone killed singing a war song . You will only see manhood when your sight is gone . You are one lonely motherfucker . There’s dope and beer to replace a brother . You’ll find your family another way . Jesus is the father that didn’t run away . Oh man, you’re winning the game With the rules you wrote and the road you made . Oh boy, oh boy you’re having a ball Man, you’re winning it, winning it, winning it, winning it all . Oh man, you’re looking haunted With the laws you built and the roles you wanted . Oh boy, oh boy you’re looking pale . You got what you wanted You’re a man, you’re a male You’re a man, you’re a man you’re a man, you’re a man, you’re a man Steve Steve wake up Wake up Steve, you’re a man You’re a man Steve Steve STEVE What the fuck is wrong with Steve ? He wears death’s merch . Goes to every location that death promises to be a dice roll randomization . He holds onto god like a pillow that’s torn . Clutching that cotton as he heads into war, so So what are you doing here looking so small ? Why aren’t you cheering and stripping in the banquet hall ? You begged for power and power responded You got the worst thing of all, everything you fucking wanted . Oh man, you’re winning the game With the rules you wrote and the road you made . Oh boy, oh boy you’re having a ball Man, you’re winning it, winning it, winning it all . Oh man, you got your guns and grenades . The kids are dead, the women are afraid . The boys are down there cheering in the crowd . Man oh man oh aren’t you proud ?