Well i hear your on top again

wet and speading wide for a dead man

filling your hole with anything you can

i'll succumb to temptation and take the fruit from the snake

while i'm cursing the world

through a prism of hate

bacause pussy galore is always what you promised me

you went and tained my kotex fantasy

wine and friction will nourish misanthropy

or at least until i get to the pharmacy

i can't help myself i want it all i want more

so you can be the martyr and i'll be the whore

send me down on my knees

i'll writhe on the floor

i'm begging you please give me more, give me more

behind the camera's eye

is a pervert and a peddler of smut

where sin is glorified

in motion pictures staring kaka and vomit