The night above the street hung like a cloak The black ribbons of rain began to soak And Mary Magdalene cracked a joke Lost among the scriptures that she wrote Johnny Apollo before the charge A chaos of regrets a human cage In Georgiana Street Camden Town The years of shame were cut away The buses and the cabs are slowing down That change each moment of this day Look at me, see what I`ve become Look at me, feminine Look at me, see what I`ve become Look at me, I`m feminine, feminine He kneels above the line as if to pray Take him to the hills above the bay Mechanical pianos fill his head I`m proud of being so feminine Another year like this and he`ll be dead The snake that shed it`s final skin I`M NOT THE GIRL I WANT TO BE I`M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE ME THE BOY WILL NOT BECOME A MAN APOLLO`S GOT ANOTHER PLAN Look at me, see what I`ve become Look at me, I`m feminine Look at me, see what I`ve become Look at me, I`m feminine, feminine Look at me, touch my skin Look at me, I`m feminine Look at me, touch my skin Look at me, I`m feminine, feminine, feminine, feminine, feminine, feminine The night above the street hangs like a cloak Black ribbons of rain began to soak Johnny Apollo a man no more The years of pain were cut away I`M NOT THE MAN I WAS BEFORE That change each moment of this day I`M NOT THE MAN I WAS BEFORE The woman in your life your God your soul