Mink, seal and ermine smother fat women

I have a noble cause for skin -- there's just too many of them

The only necessary cull -- curse the brain inside it's skull

Just a bitch in the manger to the balances of nature



Cover me with skin and accuse me of sin

But you know what I mean

There's just too many of them

Give me your skin for dancing in



Hairless and streamline -- fits like my own skin

Tattooed and sun-dyed -- it's warm and it's human

There was too many of them -- the animals like them

Shame about the smell but they're fine seeped in perfume