Larry Owens feat. L Morgan Lee, James Jackson Jr., Jason Veasey, Antwayn Hopper, John-Michael Lyles, John-Andrew Morrison & Michael R. Jackson -
A Strange Loop (Original Cast Recording)
Memory Song
Five foot four, highschool gym
Sneaking a cupcake
These are my memories
These are my memories
Shooting hoops off the rim
Slow on the uptake
These are my memories
These are my memories
After gym, the locker room
My eyes photographing
Naked me measures in at four and a half inches
These are my memories
These are my memories
Of one lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
One lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
Guild and shame
Jesus' name
Church every Sunday
These are my memories
These are my memories
Eat his body
Drink his blood
Communion buffet
These are my memories
Sweet, sour memories
After church we're driving home to radio crackle
Jazz muzak or motown blues
And skin is a shackle
For one lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
One lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
These are my memories
Sweet, sour memories
This is my history
This is my mystery
(Hmm, hmm, hmm)
(Hmm, hmm)
Mom is napping on the couch
And dad cuts the grass
While I watch TV all day long
Young & the Restless
Like one lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
One lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
Dad is drunk and on the couch
While mom eats a porkchop
Daily bread mill
Daily threadmill won't ever stop
One lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
One lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
I am lying on the couch
I dream that I'm flying
Flapping both my wings so hard
To keep me from dying
With a crown of godforsaken thorns on my head
Like all those black, gay boys I knew
Who chose to go on
Back to the Lord (like all those black, gay boys you knew who chose to go on back to the Lord)
All those black, gay boys I knew
Who chose to go on
Back to the Lord (all those black, gay boys you knew who chose to go on back to the Lord)
All those black, gay boys I knew
Who chose to go on
Back to the Lord! (all those black, gay boys you knew who chose to go on back to the Lord)
And one lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back-
On the Lord- (chose to turn his back on, chose to turn his back on the Lord)
Instead
Sneaking a cupcake
These are my memories
These are my memories
Shooting hoops off the rim
Slow on the uptake
These are my memories
These are my memories
After gym, the locker room
My eyes photographing
Naked me measures in at four and a half inches
These are my memories
These are my memories
Of one lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
One lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
Guild and shame
Jesus' name
Church every Sunday
These are my memories
These are my memories
Eat his body
Drink his blood
Communion buffet
These are my memories
Sweet, sour memories
After church we're driving home to radio crackle
Jazz muzak or motown blues
And skin is a shackle
For one lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
One lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
These are my memories
Sweet, sour memories
This is my history
This is my mystery
(Hmm, hmm, hmm)
(Hmm, hmm)
Mom is napping on the couch
And dad cuts the grass
While I watch TV all day long
Young & the Restless
Like one lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
One lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
Dad is drunk and on the couch
While mom eats a porkchop
Daily bread mill
Daily threadmill won't ever stop
One lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
One lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back on the Lord
I am lying on the couch
I dream that I'm flying
Flapping both my wings so hard
To keep me from dying
With a crown of godforsaken thorns on my head
Like all those black, gay boys I knew
Who chose to go on
Back to the Lord (like all those black, gay boys you knew who chose to go on back to the Lord)
All those black, gay boys I knew
Who chose to go on
Back to the Lord (all those black, gay boys you knew who chose to go on back to the Lord)
All those black, gay boys I knew
Who chose to go on
Back to the Lord! (all those black, gay boys you knew who chose to go on back to the Lord)
And one lone, black, gay boy I knew
Who chose to turn his back-
On the Lord- (chose to turn his back on, chose to turn his back on the Lord)
Instead
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Jackson
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