Shake your ass Make a pass And let’s get down to business I’ve never seen A better dream

Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra

My soul knew that I can’t accept A fucked up view or perspective So threw me to the darkest pit To let my love be beacon lit

I know we have a special bond Because we can’t help get along Find pleasure in the naughty songs And all the rights within our wron…

We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue

The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.

I don’t know what, quite, will unf… I only see silver and gold That’s all I need to tightly hold Onto this dream of getting old

Flesh of my flesh Bone of my bone Please hear your partner In all his earnest If you are willing

Embrace the darkness It’s the only way That your light can shine

I have an idea Of who I’m s’posed to be And that’s the whole reason I’ve never been happy

You’re the bestest bud Anyone could love And your soul shines through All the doom and gloom Fortunate to have

To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done

There’s a certain kind of type That always does it right Elicits smiles and tears In the space between your ears The only sort of religion

I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love

Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny