[Verse 1]
He's got secular joy
He's a peculiar boy
[Chorus]
But now the lustre has gone
The peculiar boy is no more
Who'll save him from being a man?
Not me
[Verse 2]
He's got precious youth
But forsaken, forsooth
[Chorus]
And now the shine grows dim
Change tradition for whim
Who'll save him from being a man?
Not me
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
He's got clothes all red
All on a purple bed
[Chorus]
But now the red is in his eyes
He's no longer a prize (There he goes)
Who'll save him from being a man?
Not me
[Verse 4]
He's a peculiar boy
Yes, he's a peculiar boy
[Chorus]
But now his skin is slack
He shows a certain lack
Who'll save him from being a man?
Not me
[Guitar Solo]
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB