Left Hand Blues
Channel: Noam Berg
Date: 2011-10-24

There's words for folks like me,
That's what you always say
I had some words for you
But you took 'em all away

I try to say the safe word
But you dominate my discourse
Nobody can hear me
Even when I scream myself hoarse

You get to have your way, 
why can't I have mine?
Why must you legislate 
to make my life a crime?

We may not fit your definition
Ain't no cause to scream and shout
Your dictionary's lookin' dusty
Why don't you toss it out?

Now love it ain't a band thing
It sure beats fighting wars
Who I love's my business
And it sure as hell ain't yours

Ain't nobody's dirty business
How I love my baby
Nobody's business but my own.