Marc Almond
Marc Almond - What Makes A Man lyrics
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================================ Marc Almond - What Makes A Man ================================ My mum and I we live alone A great apartment is our home In Fair Home Towers I have to keep me company Two cats, a dog, a parakeet Some plants and flowers I help my mother do the chores I wash, she dries I do the floors We work together I shop and cook and sew a bit Though mum does too I must admit I do it better At night I work at a strange bar Impersonating every star I'm quite deceiving The customers come in with doubt And wonder what I'm all about But leave believing I do a very special show Where I am nude from head to toe After strip teasing Each night the men look so surprised I change my sex before their eyes Tell me if you can What make a man a man? At three o'clock or so I meet With friends to have a bite to eat And conversation We love to empty out our hearts On every subject from the arts To liberation We love to pull apart someone Or spread some gossip just for fun Or start a rumor We let our hair down so to speak And mark ourselves with tongue in cheek And inside humour So many times we have to pay For having fun and being gay It's not amusing There's always those who spoil our games By finding fault and calling names Always accusing They draw attention to themselves At the expense of someone else It's so confusing Yet they make fun of how I walk And imitate the way I talk Tell me if you can What makes a man a man? My masquerade come to an end When I go home to bed again Alone and friendless I shut my eyes I think of him I fantasize what might have been My dreams are endless We love each other but it seems The love lives only in my dreams It's so one-sided But in this life I must confess The search for love and happiness Is unrequited I ask myself what have I got And what I am and what I'm not What am I giving The answers come from those who make The rules that some of us must break Just to keep living I know my life is not a crime I'm just a victim of my time I stand defenseless Nobody has the right to be The judge of what is right for me Tell me if you can What makes a man a man?