Song parody of
Young And
by Christophe Madrolle
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Young and prostitute by obligation
He thought everything was clean
In this situation
Giving his flesh away for a few coins
It hurts
It was not his choice
He didn’t want this dirt
If only his father’d been less violent
And his mother had not been so silent
They might have lived like any other family
And yet
And yet
Young and prostitute by obligation
For more money
He gambles his protection
Risking his life for a few coins
It hurts
It’s not his choice
He doesn’t want this dirt
If only there were less STD
And condoms removed too easily
He might have lived like any other man
And yet
And yet
Young and prostitute by obligation
His body was marked by
So many mutilations
Letting himself get hit for a few coins
It hurts
It was not his choice
He didn’t want this dirt
This dirt
If only his clients weren’t so disgusting
And his misery not so demeaning
He could have gone back to High School
Like any other student
And yet
And yet
Young and prostitute by obligation
Trapped and caught
By his addiction
Spend lots of money to forget
It hurts
It was not his choice
He didn’t want this dirt
If only he hadn’t been gay
He’d never been rejected
He’d never had ended his days
And yet
And yet
And yet he has
Young and prostitute by obligation
He thought everything was clean
In this situation
Giving his flesh away for a few coins
It hurts
It was not his choice
He didn’t want this dirt
If only his father’d been less violent
And his mother had not been so silent
They might have lived like any other family
And yet
And yet
Young and prostitute by obligation
For more money
He gambles his protection
Risking his life for a few coins
It hurts
It’s not his choice
He doesn’t want this dirt
If only there were less STD
And condoms removed too easily
He might have lived like any other man
And yet
And yet
Young and prostitute by obligation
His body was marked by
So many mutilations
Letting himself get hit for a few coins
It hurts
It was not his choice
He didn’t want this dirt
This dirt
If only his clients weren’t so disgusting
And his misery not so demeaning
He could have gone back to High School
Like any other student
And yet
And yet
Young and prostitute by obligation
Trapped and caught
By his addiction
Spend lots of money to forget
It hurts
It was not his choice
He didn’t want this dirt
If only he hadn’t been gay
He’d never been rejected
He’d never had ended his days
And yet
And yet
And yet he has
