Lyrics The Ephebophobe - Momus

The Ephebophobe

I’m accused of failing to lust after
Girls in their mid- to late- teens
In Zurich in 2046 this is seriously frowned upon
They have labelled me «the ephebophobe»
And taken the chip from my brain
And until I respond appropriately
I can’t use Google again
Post-pubescent sexpots
Are lounging all day at my door
Wearing unfeasible hotpants
To tease out my desire
And I will not be a good citizen
'Til my ephebophobia’s gone
Until I screw these sex kittens
I won’t use Google again
O upstanding people of Zurich
Your punishment makes me sad
If I can’t use Google Image Search
Things are going to get bad
Beehives, antheaps and seedheads
Are things I need to see
If a trypophile doesn’t see these things
He could die in custody