Martin Luuk – A Gentleman’s Story

I was young
I didn’t have much fun
I walked the streets alone
In mother’s evening clothes

I didn’t know
What I was looking for
I had no clue
’Til I found you

You glanced at me
Down by the urinal
You took my hand
And showed me what I am

My world was never yours
Your tastes far superior
I went out as you came in
So I just walked back in again Each gentleman
Has some poison in his soul
His manners and demeanour
Keep his turmoil in control

Whereas a young man like me
Was susceptible to the poisoned seed
I knew my fate was sealed
The day you planted it in me

Now 40 years
Have come to pass since then
40 years
Of pain and shame and longing

My kids are grown
They have kids of their own
At nights I sit alone
And write my little sad stories Of dreams that were
But never came to be
Of sad and tired lives
And a gentleman’s needs

My world was never yours
Your tastes far superior
I went out as you came in
So I just waltzed back in again

Each gentleman
Keeps some poison in his soul
But my all year tan and starched white shirts
Keep my turmoil in control

But once in a while
There are holes in my control
So while my wife’s still sleeping
I head back to the old urinal

Each time God blinks His eyes
He gambles with my soul