Ronnie belted out lyrics
concerning simple men
and how we should feel,
but gosh **** it,
it just ain't that simple,
life ain't no song,
it's just not that easy.

We've been set up
from the beginning,
we're genetic freaks,
we have to carry
big ***** around
& face the brutal world
with a warrior spirit.

And how can we cry
with such big *****?
They swing, they hang
down so low,
it makes it rough
to even walk!

And for sure,
weeping would certainly
ruin our tough-guy reputation,
so we just stuff it,
& stride quietly undercover,
squirming with indignation,
carrying our heartbreak
like a bad disease,
'cause we're unable
to squeeze out
any real tears
in public.


Oh you ladies,
I feel for you, I really do,
but I got bigger ***** &
I can't even cry a single lick,
it makes me feel sick inside,
like I'm hiding.