Sexuality - Poetry - Philosophy
The human body is a kingdom where every organ wants to be the king
There are 3 leaders in man trying to impose their law, their thing
This permanent struggle is the biggest source of confusion
It always opposes the head, heart and balls in fusion
Let the damsels excuse us if we do strange stuff, but we evolve
One day we act like lambs and the next day like wolves
It is because of this combat that stirs in our body
The head, the heart, the balls discuss but they never agree
My heart is a real sponge, always ready to open
The more my head is a soldier who rarely tends to soften
My balls are motivated, they often want to hook-up girls
But one of them doesn't want to, could make my heart burn
My head told my heart was in a fight with my balls, much contusion
If my balls have a heart ache, it would create such confusion
But my balls have heard and said to my head she had no heart
And as my heart has no balls, my head is not ready to finish in the dirt
My balls are head in the clouds and have an artichoke heart, stay calm
And when my heart loses his mind, my balls stay warm
And if my head goes in balls, for my heart it is defeat
I knew this story by heart, it has neither tail nor head
I fear women, as much as I am crazy about them
You now understand why it's a hell of a mess, then
I have not found the solution, it's been a while since I search, after all
I would remain under the control of a head, my heart and my balls.
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