I'm looking down the hole
your looking up at me
you're cold and tired

that is easy to see
lower the rope to you
a bucket on the line

your membrane will be soft and smooth
and your heart will be mine


It rubs the lotion on its skin
Or else it get the hose again
It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it get the hose again
Yes precious it gets the hose


The look inside your eyes
drives me from control
evoking visions of my favourite casserole

and if i eat your heart
i'll also eat your soul
and when i'm done with that i'll use your skull as a bowl


It rubs the lotion on its skin
Or else it get the hose again

It rubs the lotion on its skin
Or else it get the hose again
Yes precious it gets the hose

It puts the lotion in the basket

The night is very cold

I'm feeling kind of weak
I think i'll make myself a cap from your right buttocks cheek
And then I will go walking with my little dog

and then I'll bury you underneath a log

It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it get the hose again
It rubs the lotion on its skin
Or else it get the hose again

Yes it does precious
It puts the lotion in the basket
(*##$ put the lotion in the basket

Oh put the lotion in the $#&@ing basket (*##$
put the lotion in the basket