Boylover James

Voyvoda

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James was a boylover
But that was the least of his sins
He was just a random shepherd
Sent on a holy mission

Installed as a governor
In a distant banana republic
With so many boygirls
Amongst his ministers
James felt like a real tsar

The poor aborigines
Loved him as their own
They even build him a monument
He spent his days
In mountains of snow
Oh James, you're closer to God

The blood had spread
Into the living room
They found him
Strangled in the bathroom
Both of his arms severed
His eyes forever open

Poor brother James

I can't hear you weep
As you walk behind him

He's dead, he's dead
Poor brother James
He's dead. He's dead
Boylover james
He's dead!