Everybody Wants Me

The policemen, the police girls,
Lieutenants, sergeants, constables,
They want me.
They all want me.
Every bailiff, every jailor,
Every chronic masturbator,
They want me.
They all want me.
All the judges, all the jurors,
All the world’s TV reporters,
Every daily publication,
Every rag in circulation,
Oh they want me.
They all want me.

My doctors, psychoanalysts,
Zoo keepers, anthropologists,
They want me.
They all want me.
Every expert in biology,
Specialist in criminology,
They want me.
They all want me.
Middle England’s middle aged,
Suburban housewives want to play,
They pulverise their undervalued
Vulvas twice a day,
Oh they want me.
They all want me.

I am the Scarlet Pimpernel,
I’m Robin Hood. I’m William Tell,
Everybody wants me.

All the zombies, all the non-bes,
Princesses, parasites,
They want me.
They all want me.
Every butcher’s hook, baptismal font,
Fair trader and tomb raider,
They want me.
They all want me.
Every horse drawn Duke and Duchess,
Every horse jawed Lord and Lady,
Every Karma Sutra reader,
Executioner and queen
Oh they want me.
They all want me.

I am the Scarlet Pimpernel,
I’m Robin Hood, Oh bloody hell!
Everybody wants me…

......But I...... Be Long......
......To You......

Host.

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Onwards and Upwards and Inwards I go,
Onwards and Up to the innards I Own,
I Want what I see and I Want what I cant,
And I’ll go through the Cunt to get close to the Heart.

Entice me. Entrap me.
Enslave me. I'm slain,
Engulf me. Enclose me.
Encase me again.
The bloody red mess
At the top of your legs,
Is my warmth, is my home,
Is my goose feathered nest.

So Onwards and Upwards and Inwards I go,
Onwards and Up through the innards I Own,
I Want what I see and I’ll Hunt what I cant,
I’ll start at the knees and I’ll Cleave you apart.

And all for that red lump
Of muscle and blood,
All for that red chunk
Of sinew and tissue,
That four chambered thing is the thing I need most:
I’m in love with it’s heat,
I’m in love with it’s host.

So onwards and Upwards and Inwards I go,
Onwards and Up to the innards I Own,
I Want what I see and I Want what I cant,
And I’ll go through the Cunt to get close to the Heart.
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Let's Get Fucked and Fornicate.

Our pretty little planet’s getting harder to inhabit,
Roughly seven billion people want to eat and fuck like rabbits,

Oh well oh well,
Oh well oh well,

And our rock is over heating and our ice caps are retreating,
And our chubby little munchkin protégés are overeating,

Oh well oh well,
Oh well oh well,

Well don’t you worry Hunny,
Call it Pot Luck, call it Fate,
Don’t you worry hunny
- Lets get Fucked and Fornicate.

Some foreign correspondent tells me half the world’s at war,
I take a look up from my daily and I take a look outdoors,

Oh well oh well,
Oh well oh well,

Terrorist insurgencies, a medical emergency,
Someone else has spotted Elvis in the town of Tennessee,

Oh well oh well,
Oh well oh well,

Oh don’t you worry Hunny,
Call it God’s Will, call it Fate,
Don’t you worry hunny
- Lets get Fucked and Fornicate.

We run around the sun at nearly nineteen miles a second,
That’s pretty close to sixty
Seven thousand miles and hour.
And in amongst this mess and chaos I can hear my bedroom beckon,
With my favourite type of liquor,
And your favourite type of flower.

So don’t you worry hunny,
Call it Pot Luck, call it fate,
No don’t you worry hunny
- Lets get fucked and fornicate.