Letra de Cassius Castrato The She-Male Of The Men's Prison

Boys, I've shaven my knuckled head
For to cushion my pillow case
Boys, I've traded the laces of my boots
And for 'em I got an ol' spoon
Now to get some food
Boys, I have sold off my last buttons of brass
They got me a loaf of bread
Now to make it last
Every night I sing all the boys to sleep
In the night's dark war
Hard boys, join me...weep
Boys, I've got none of nothin' left to trade
So I cut off my ear and went to the gate
The unsmiling guards in their buffalo voices said
"We need more."
I severed my left hand
I pulled all my teeth
I left on my right hand to wield my piece
I disconnected my testicles
Gave 'em to the prison guards
But the guards said
"We need more."
Hang all my belongings on a one-inch nail