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Sex life (version Two)

[Verse 1] You got you a damn Marilyn Manson contact lens! Like you're ready for a shit-eyes contest You're leanin' in over cold helium, & under warm beryllium & Watch it! You're hookin' on my absinthe glass, tryin' to pick it up Like the damn late, unless you ain't him, Michael Jackson! If Dolores were here, she'd punch both your goddamn knees With only one fist, on Duh-Hook, & she'd keep mouthin'! & let me tell you another one We gonna play Saw tonight, the way you're lookin' I got you all sorts of phonographs, & they ain't porn photos But I think, you're gonna use power-tools, and damn chainsaws On them, and half-just to snap 45s and sawed-offs & then I think you're still gone to mix & match! So real quick, I'mma drag your Manson-eye out of it's holster & take it like it's acid... Cause I, like Grace Slick, do thump the thumper On nights like tonight, when The Chomper keeps on chompin' Beneath the aqua-marine floorboards of this parlor & this parlor's services Where the boards are of both birch & hazel & aqua-marine stained, both wood-grains The Chomper; one below... I noticed two thang-a-langs between two jack-o-lanterns embery First-thang-a-langs-first, your mouth is redder than mine is now & the D.J. 's a pseudo-pussy for puttin' on Plainsong by The Cure But if you wanna be a pussy on amphetamine together Listen, we must both first eliminate the Republicans Meaning, the ones that keep us trapped & once they're eliminated Then & only then, restoration of sexual health, for all, comes back Once they gone!