In cells

You feel you were born at the wrong place, the wrong time
And wish you could just leap into another timeline
Where feminism wouldn't have made it such a crime
To be a, hah, real man operating at his prime

In a rented tuxedo, alone on the dancefloor
But nowadays you're not what any girls will look for
Convinced that all of us are either frigid or whores
Why don't they want a nice guy when they're looking to score?

Sexlessness is your personal hеll
You're the warden of your own cеll

Things were so much simpler a few decades ago
Getting hitched whilst still kids to spend life keeping your home
Why suddenly did women get a mind of our own
Now we're quite content to hold out and live on our own

Ampak poznamo korenine kompleksa
Mislite, da imate pravico do seksa
Kaj imajo ti fantje, česar vi nimate
Hkrati so podrejeni 'n alfe

Sexlessness is your personal hell
You're the warden of your own cell
An obsession that you can't quell
One that leads to your own death knell

Dentro la vostra camera d'eco
È chiaro che il cieco guida il cieco
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In your mind, we're all to blame
Because all 'females' are the same
Willing to set the world aflame
For wounded pride and shallow shame
You're the warden of your own cell
An obsession leads to your death knell