Lyrics from Wish I'd taken pictures

HORNY IN THE MORNING

Night time isn't the right time for everyone.

Woke up with morning woody
Could not keep my hands off my goodies
Alone in bed another day
I guess that's the price you pay
Cause late is when the bars get hopping
By then I'm tired out and dropping
Want a guy on the horizon
When the sun comes up, that's when I'm rising

Horny in the morning
I'm crashed out in the evening fading
Wake up in the morning raging
I'm horny in the morning
And my nerves are nearly gone

Woke up with a morning woody
But no one's here to share the goodies
Morning dick is so enticing
I'll eat the pastry but not the icing
Want to go to work refreshed
Instead of stifled and repressed
Want someone to do me right
To do me in the morning light

My libido's like King Kong
But I've been solo for so long

VANILLA

If James Bondage's adventures are the flavor of, say, Rocky Road, some of us are more mild (hold the pain!) but still tasty.

I'll do you sexual favors
But I'm not into those sexual flavors
Sometimes I wish I was braver
I'm vanilla

I know about ropes and whips
Handcuffs and nipple clips
That's something I'm gonna skip
I'm vanilla

If I really get into you
Maybe I'll sing a different tune
But I'm timid, I'm telling you
I'm vanilla

People should do in bed
Whatever pops into their heads
But talk to me before planning ahead
It's gotta be mutual

So you're into discipline
It turns you on the more I sting
You're liberal, but fantasize right-wing
I'm vanilla

You'd like some skinhead boy
To be your bootlickin' bedroom toy
That's fine if it brings you joy
I'm vanilla

I'm happy to fantasize
Do whatever might arise
But even though I like surprises
I'm vanilla

You know I'll never be
As kinky as you want me to be
If that's not enough variety
Tie someone else to your bedpost

I REALLY WANTED YOU

Never mind your wedding ring - just because that's the way it turned out doesn't mean there weren't other options.

I heard you're getting married
It seemed inevitable to me
Cause I was with you the night you met her
She had you hooked instantly
At the very first time I thought it wouldn't last too long
Pretty soon I realized my estimate was wrong

Well I guess it's kinda late now
To say what you already know
I really wanted you

I know it's a jealous reaction
But after all that time we spent
She just picked you up and carried you off
I couldn't follow where you went
I'm well aware that certain things just cannot be
But don't deny that there were other possibilities

On the hottest night of the summer
On a sticky, steamy street
I was glowing like the sunset
I knew how happy we could really be
Your suntanned body stretched out on the carpet in front of me
I know as long as I live I'll never lose that memory

Well I guess I shouldn't say no more
You can do what you want to do
I just had to say, I really wanted you

DICK OF DEATH

Sometimes bigger is better!

When I met him he was nice enough
for a short man trying to act real tough in a bar
That kind of attitude won't get you very far
His shirt was open and I saw his chest
a salt-and-pepper, soft and furry mess
You know how that turns me on
Then he took my hand
and ran it over the outline in his pants

He had the dick of death
And so I closed my eyes
and tried to fantasize about his dick of death

We grabbed a cab and went away to my place where we
dropped our clothes so fast you'd think we were racing
I couldn't wait to see it for myself
There it was, staring up at me
Long and perfect, boy, was I ever lucky
He kissed me and we fell down on the bed
Then he took my hand
And let me guide him into my promised land

He had the dick of death
I looked into his eyes
And let him sodomize me with his dick of death

I'd never seen one
Quite this big before
When he's soft he's nearly
Hung down to the floor

I don't know if I love him
But I love his dick of death

EXPIRATION DATE

You thought your good thing would last, so you planned ahead. But months later that box of condoms on your night stand just mocks you.

Hope springs eternal
But boys spring infernal
Had high hopes
It lasted just a couple of gropes
Scraps and crumbs
Are all that's been on my plate
My box of condoms
Is past its expiration date

Macho men and catty queens
and precious little inbetween
Cute guy I got to meet
Another drug tragedy
I'm a reliable guy
In a city of flakes
My box of condoms
Is past its expiration date

Trying to find my own niche
Accomplishing nearly zilch
Do I give in and conform?
Suck up to the norm?
I can't relate
This box of condoms
Is past its expiration date

THE SUMMER YOU LET YOUR HAIR GROW OUT

A bittersweet memoir of flirtation, hope and lust

The summer you let your hair grow out
Hope hung heavy in the air
The summer you let your hair grow out
I thought you and me could get somewhere

Working on that big department store
Wishing we could spend our days outside
Taking our breaks at the same time
It felt like more that friendship was on the line

Talking for hours upon end
I was someone you could relate to
Daily you were dripping king size clues
You had me going, I was going hard for you

Flirting till I could not resist
I made the move I'd so long wanted to
But finally, you were just a tease
You led me on but wouldn't follow through

The summer you let your hair grow out
Hope hung heavy in the air
The summer you let your hair grow out
I thought you and me could get somewhere

WISH I'D TAKEN PICTURES

A wistful look at boys who were not to be, but once had been. You miss their beauty, but that's about it!

Didn't think he'd split so soon
Thought time was on our side
But cynical turned bitchy
Clever turned to snide
I won't miss his sullen poses
I won't miss his dour veneer
But I wish I'd taken pictures
Cause his beautiful face ain't here

Met up with a new guy
With alabaster skin
Turned out to be an alabastard
Broke it off with him
His features were so striking
Long lashes, dark brown curls
But I wish I'd taken pictures
Cause he's long gone from my world

Met a lovely goth boy
Way into 4AD
Precious, frail and sensitive
Took himself too seriously
Always lighting candles
Made his bed an altar
But I wish I'd taken pictures
Because our thing quickly faltered

Finally bought a camera
After years of delay
Thought memory would be enough
But I found out too late
So let's be realistic
The odds are this won't last
Now I'm taking pictures
So I'll never forget your beautiful ass

PILLOW TALK

The idea that couples don't stick together is hardly unique to any specific orientation. Gay couples just happen to be more open to different situations and possibilities, though jealousy is universal.

I want to steal your pillow
Want to hear your pillow talk
I wouldn't be so jealous
If I knew what was going on

No secrets, no games
That was the rule we made
In love for now
But it ain't no marriage vow
With others we could play
But together we would stay
Sounds like a recipe
So why you getting all sneaky on me?

Who was that surfer dude
I saw you with that afternoon?
Skin tight body suit
Like a ripe yummy fruit
Just friends? Maybe more?
I think I know the score
He's straight? No way?
Hangin' around the gay beach all day?!

I've seen the boy around
Bike messenger, works downtown
Helmet on, zoomin' by
Long and lean, he makes me sigh
His legs, what a pair
Why be selfish, why not share?
He's hot, it's true
Think what the three of us could do

THIS IS YOUR LIFE

Moving in together can be more complicated than you thought.

You had it all arranged
How our life would be
Problem is, you never asked
Or consulted me

We'd share your life
Your loving man at home
Forgetting that I have a life
That I can call my own

You wrote the role
You'd have me play
But I'd have to be an actor
For it to work out that way

This is your life, not mine
And I'm getting out in time

You've had this house
Lived in it for years
Now you want me to give up my place
And move in with you here

But it has your stamp
A strong identity
No matter how much I love you
It'll never belong to me

The life you've planned
I could never take
The sacrifice you ask is one
That you would never make

DON'T BE SO SURE

Patience is a virtue, but putting your life on hold for someone who will probably never come through for you isn't worth it.

You keep me at arm's length
In your quest for perfection
Doing just the minimum
To hold on to my affection
I've waited patiently
Hoping you'll come through
You say you don't want to hurt me
But it's the first thing that you do
I'm tired of having to be
Your emotional insurance policy

You don't love me
But you'll settle for me
You don't love me
But you'll settle for me
I've loved you with a heart so pure
But if you think I'll be waiting
Honey, don't be so sure

The boys you date are beautiful
That's undeniable
But unlike me, they're unreliable
You take for granted
That I'll wait around for you
To be there to fall back on
When your sexcapades are through
I'm tired of being your safety net
The more I care, the more entangled I get

There's nothing like affection deferred
To crush your soul and stain your world

KEVIN

He's single, attractive and apparently celibate, despite interest from both sexes. After awhile he becomes a mystery everyone wants to solve.

? mysterious, enigmatic
? tall and darkly attractive
? the subject of speculation
Cause ? avoids any explanation

? a bachelor, never dated
He's had a dozen offers he's never taken
? friendly but can be remote
Avoids getting personal or too close

Women want to know
Who's that handsome man?
Men ask their acquaintances
About that lad

? inhibited, ? quiet
Intimacy seems to make him frightened
He was seen kissing a woman once
At a party when he was totally drunk

? got friends he could confide in
But he's always denied them
The simple facts, avoids revelations
? a master of evasion
Lives all alone, rarely goes out
Is there a double life we don't know about?

He won't say that he's gay
He won't say that he's not
He won't say that he's bi
He won't be pinned down
He'll say that he's picky
And refuse to be labeled
Then he changes the subject
As soon as he's able

His friends all see it as a matter of trust
They'd never judge him for his lust
They just wish he'd be more open
They're tired and resentful of his withholding

We're all in the dark
Because ? won't talk
But maybe ? more confused than we are
?

THE ACHE

When the comfortable and secure turns stale.

You've settle down into something secure
But a gnawing feeling leaves you quite unsure
Out of the race, off the market, for ages now
Diving back in rekindles buried doubts
You thought time would help you see things clear
But after all this time, the ache won't disappear

Found yourself in love, lost without a map
Falling back on that ingrained romantic crap
Time's an investment, but after all you've spent
So many questions won't let you be content
You're wondering now if you've made a mistake
When your big romance just leaves you with an empty ache

You're feeling stale, like a stalemate, with each embrace
From the back of your mind, to staring you in the face
Restlessness, oh yes, but more profound
Ship isn't sinking, oh no, it's run aground
Your relationship is hollow at the core
What the hell do you stay together for?
When you finally admit
That the love of your life is a farce
That's when the ache just tears you apart

PEE SHY

Men's restrooms are a weird cultural phenomenon. Their layout makes men feel exposed and vulnerable, creating competition and insecurity for some (Oh no! Is he looking?), and lots of opportunities for others (Oh boy! Will I get a peek?)!

He's a confident man
Relaxed and self-assured
But there's one situation
Makes him feel insecure
When he takes a public leak
He becomes all shy and meek
He just can't let it go
If another guy might be looking below

He's pee shy

Even in the men's room
There's pressure to compete
If you can't pee quick enough
They might think you're beating meat
When he takes a public leak
He always has to sneak a peek
Got to see with his own eyes
Does he measure up for size?

There's a beefy hunk
Of porno movie fame
Struts his stuff on screen
Without a shred of shame
But in front of that bar trough
His tap just stays turned off
He can't unleash his spray
Until the others have gone away

SIDEWALK SALE

It's 2 a.m., the bar's closing and the bartender's pushing people out the door. The guy you really wanted went home already. Your plan B choice ignores you. Outside, the guys with an eye for you look like either Herman Munster or Michael Bolton! What do you do? What do you do?

Gay bar at closing time
The music stops, up come the lights
The cloak of darkness lift its veil
Gathering for a sidewalk sale

Back and forth through the smoky pace
Marking circles around the place
Desperation, it's getting late
Last chance is the sidewalk sale

Don't want to go home alone
But how long will you go?
The cream is gone, the dregs prevail
Tough choices at the sidewalk sale

That guy's really not that bad
But if it was earlier, it'd be kinda sad
Make your move, don't delay
Gotta be quick at the sidewalk sale

He's giving you a sexy look
Be better off curled up with a book
He's acting fresh, but looking stale
Slim pickings at the sidewalk sale

Don't want to go home alone
But how long will you go?
Self-respect is about to fail
Feeling pathetic at the sidewalk sale

Looking for someone you'll never forget
More likely find someone you'll regret
Think it's time to hit the trail
Gonna pass on the sidewalk sale