Circumcision

[Verse One: CIRCUMCISION]

Hypocritical oaf

Defy the Hippocratical Oath?

Male? Female circumcision?

I'm a critic of both

All yall so called followers of God I'll accuse

Think you should see heaven should see jail for child abuse

So medieval - unquestioned by normally intelligent people

Circumcision

Looks in a locker room's reason for decison?

Circumcision

Don't want to disgust his future women?

Shame on you

Not all women feel the same as you

Circumcision

Where would be without tradition?

Utopia

I'm hopin ya reconsider

You'd draw a baby's blood, won't leave without a babysitter

I can predict the responses of a selected collective unconscious

Man, woman, old, young

Unhold the tongue that stayed mainly mum

You're more scared of smegma than depleted uranium!

On the daily snip new patients

Why not 'MALE Genital Mutilation'?

Cause the genitals aren't identical?

Why are clitoridectomies more animal?

Who says you're more civilized?

Swivel your eyes to the mirror

See clearer you live a lie of privileged drivel

Let's compromise -

Punch him in the face

With a truncheon or mace

When he's born

Just a taste of tough love

Something his phallus-mini and Palestinians can't get enough of

Your emotions are chemicals

Your heart is just ventricles and atrii

Some traditions such as circumcision make me die

And what's this lil JAP's shell gone worth?

Aww, he's got his mom's eyes

His dad's mutilated genitalia

Late capitalism's hell on earth

I'm not noncommittal bout the natural laws it mocks

Keep my little black book in a safety deposit box

Her middle back shook to count bass d because it rocks

Circumcision's pointless black, blue, or orthodox

So son, can't recall your first act of butchery



Mazel tov





[Verse Two: FORESKIN]



(I’m) a foreskin hated more than abortion

Nobody loves me. They think I’m ugly



(I’m) keeping the glans clean

My very first day of life and you hack me off like I’m gangrene



(I’m) more despondent than a foreign correspondent

Men would live more sensitive if you left me on it



(I’m) god’s gift to women

He gotta go slow with me, leave her totally grinnin



(I’m) constantly changing

Bring pain if you search for the same thing



(I’m) vital like breast milk

Mess with your own ilk and it’s no stretch to kill others



(I’m) a baby

And I may grow up to hate you for what you ain’t gave me



(I’m) here to stay when you get over your egos

Wherever you chuck me, that’s where a tree grows