He materialized at the edge of my street
In a big beater car, that never missed a beat,
I guess you could say, that's when it all began,
He seduced me on my way home from marching band,
It was 1991,
It was the summer of the Purple Man
God only knows, we didn't know we did,
You bet we played that card, cause we were just kids,
Re-educated while working on our tans,
He controlled us with the touch of his purple hand,
We were falling one by one,
It was the summer of the Purple Man
Suddenly the universe was out of whack,
And once you go there, you can't come back,
And daddy, look at you, he’s gonna have a heart attack,
Clichés (?) that they said,
"When I get my hands on that motherfucker,
Gonna put his purple ass in the ground,
And weight the fucker,
I'll tear him limb from limb on a torture rack”
The afternoons were spent in nap,
The night were for sitting on his lap,
Feeding him purple beans out of a can,
Everything's gonna be according to his plan,
It was the last time I had fun, yeah,
It was the summer of the Purple Man
Spilling our seeds into the serpents’ garden,
Our young love muscles began to harden,
And that's when mother copped and begged our pardon,
Cleared her throat and she said:
"You're such a good little boy, and you always wanna please us,
Surely we can fix us with a little more Jesus,
And pray, and pray that purple gay away!”
Hey, Nancy boys, this word’s for you,
And the big pink [?] from the gum you chew,
It's such a hoot, watching what you turned into,
As the days fly past,
We’ll stand aghast,
Trapping you in a social impasse,
Run out the door just as fast as you can,
And try to go back to the summer of the Purple Man
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