Sunday, 26 July 2009

Monkey Rash No.2

My eyeballs have been eyeballing
Almost every girl in sight,
Trying to penetrate their petty coats,
And sneak a peek inside,
I got an itch I cannot scratch,
Some monkey rash upon my back,
I got a need that cant be seen to,
And an apatite to match.

I got a hunger in my stomach,
And a thunder in my veins,
I am a thirsty man with thirsts that can
Be hard to entertain;
On meat and sweetly scented flesh,
I feed, I feast, I gorge,
And if you let me sink my teeth in
I’ll eat blood and bone and all.

Well sure I'm animal, I’m mammal, I am man:
A carnivore, a killer and a whore.
I am the animal and mammal that I am:
A carnivore, a killer wanting more…

Throw your body down below me,
Spread your awkward little legs,
Let me go down like the sun
On the horizon of your dress.
Let me suck up what I’m stuck up,
Let me feed on what I need,
Let me kiss, caress and carve my name
In blood between your knees.

Hurl your girlish frame below me,
Lift your awkward little limbs,
Let me tear myself a sweet fistfull
Of flesh and let me in.
Let me suck on what I’m stuck on,
Let me descend and devour,
Let me dine upon your fine white
Milky skin until it’s sour.

Well sure, I'm animal, I’m mammal, I am man:

A carnivore a killer and a whore.
I am the animal and mammal that I am:
A carnivore, a killer wanting more…

Give a kiss I’ll say I like you,
Drop your dress I’ll say I want you,
Kick your knickers off I’ll drop down
On one knee and say I need you.
I’m not keen on what I am,
Or what I do or what I’ve done,
But the Devil swapped my morals
For a sick and silver tongue.

So I'm the animal, the mammal that I am;
The Carnivore, The Killer and The Whore,
And though I’m mammal and more animal than man,
I'm a literary genius I’m sure.