| In school you get a loose-leaf book.
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| First thing you drew in it was znook.
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| If you’re a boy and you’re full grown,
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| Your macho shit gets overblown:
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| — A cock, and swastika, and skull, and bones…
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| — A cock, and swastika, and skull, and bones…
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| Baby, what’s your sign?
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| Baby, what’s your sign?
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| Baby, what’s your sign?
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| You make your way by stretching skin,
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| Engorged with blood is your brain-twin.
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| You want to feel like you’re a saint,
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| But you can not, because your cock:
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| — It feels like 50 thousand pounds of nails!
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| — It feels like 50 thousand pounds of nails!
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| Baby, what’s your sign?
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| Baby, what’s your sign?
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| Baby, what’s your sign?
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| Baby, what’s your sign?
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| Baby, what’s your sign?
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| Baby, what’s your sign? |