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!!!