I took a spigot
I put it down the backyard of my throat
Emulsify my brain mush-mush
Now there's a tassel surrounded by a moat
And in that spigot
There was a drop of my clean heart
Her hair the sail into the yellow streetlamp
I fare my love thee well well sea shell
I'm a frigate
But I cannot sail
I'm a frigate
But I cannot fail
I paint my eyes, I don't want to be clean
I squeeze my thighs, I am the scent of gasoline
If lust was water, you'd be a busted spout
To them we slaughter, I'm frackin' oozing out