Ken - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

My name's Ken

And I like men

But the people at Mattel

The home that I call hell

Are somewhat bothered by my queer proclivities

It's safe to say that they are really pissed at me

They always stick me

With Barbie

But I want them to know

I'd prefer G.I. Joe

But any able-bodied mandoll will surely do

Just someone to love since I am not set up to screw

Black Barbie

You know she used to talk to me

But now she'd rather be

In plastic therapy

Sitting on a plastic couch speaking freely

The only problem is she has no history

Someday soon

I'll be in your child's room

And I'll be forced to kiss

Barbie's plastic tits

And I will hate myself but what's more I'll hate you

For not allowing me to love as I wish to

See I'm your corporate toy

Cursed to bring you joy

And through divorce or death

I'll just hold my breath

And play along, your daughter's not to blame at all

For bringing these burdens to bear upon a doll