Can you hear the whispering wind?

Over the screams of your dying friends?

Did you know your life was mine?





You know what I got

HAM ON THE BONE

A little thing

That I can't leave alone

Now I feel the purpose of my life defined

HAM ON THE BONE

Is mine





Now you're on call

To the desperate scene

At the throbbing ball

And you'll do it all

Now you've become my geni-thrall





You know what I've got





HAM ON! HAM ON! HAM ON! HAM ON!

(X1 00)





Now my hand grasps

My throbbing root and shan't unclasp

Go to the head of the class

Madly stroke my flacid shaft