Lyrics (my pornograph) - Burning Airlines

(my pornograph)

That’s my pornograph
(So what’s this?)
What’s what?
(with four holes ovular why not?)
(can’t write it down just because we said you couldn’t)
Ovular isn’t even a word
(You deny that there is an ovular shape underneath this rug?)
(He denies everything!)
Oh now you want money, I suppose?
Well you’ve got the wrong man!
bribery can I ask you to get me anything sir, mister?
(You’re not gonna be one of them troublemakers now are you?)