It's not strange, no mystery You and I are history I put up my protective wall It's 4 feet thick and 10 feet tall 10 feet tall and 4 feet thick Granite, concrete, steel and brick Protection for you, understand The little boy, the inner man Boys kissed the girls Then made them cry That's a man's job, that is why When you cry, you're just a clone Of every woman I have known And every Harry, Dick and Tom Gets all of this shit from his mom Who was unhappy, mom was sad Because of a wall that dad had Once its up it won't come down And mom's a queen and dad's a clown It's not strange, no mystery That you and I are history It's 4 feet thick and 10 feet tall