The carnal carnival is in town I think I'm going down (we will) The sexual festival's such a thrill It makes me just want to kill kill kill kill kill kill Sorry! I love the perfume round your hips The way you flirtify your lips I hear the zipper unzip Feel the flesh start to rip rip rip rip rip rip rip rip rip rip rip You've got to stand up and be counted Or lie down and be mounted You've got no choice, you've got to use your voice Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya Fornicators freaks and sodomites Transexuals and transvestites Homo, hetero or confused Bisexual, used and abused Vestetiny is here Sadomasochistic fun is here Sex is sin, sin is fun Come one, come all, in the end just COME You've got to ... move into the centre, or Or just break, and enter We wanna reach your mind But through your behind The panic of seduction The act of reproduction Now you're back in the sack You must describe your function The fuck truck, the root ute A hip hop not shock; you fist descrete, you need release, not just another pit-stop. Big breast, sunken chest, are you better than the rest, what's your measurement, baby can we make a test, How much have you spent, is your arse up for rent, are you blonde or brunette or is it ginger ginger, have you been experienced or are you a beginner, your salivating now coz you're up against the wall, the pitcher's on the mound so grab the bat and let's play ball, let's play ball, let's play ball, let's play ball. You've got to be loud and be proud now or Lie nude in the crowd now I want your touch Let's get down and Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya You've got to STOP!!!
