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Met this guy online today
Said he was hangin’ with Tina
I ain’t never met her
Met this guy online today
Said he was hangin’ with Tina
I ain’t never met her
Crystal Dick (x6)
Find myself at his place
Hangin’ with the guys
We been swapping loads now
Bangin’ dopamine highs
Sex goes on and on and on and on
Nothing feels like this
Never knew that I could feel like this
I can’t tear myself away.
Met this guy online today
Said he was hangin’ with Tina
I ain’t never met her
Sex goes on and on and on and on and on and on
Sex goes on and on and on and on and on and on
Sex goes on and on and on and on and on and on
Met this guy online today
Said he was hangin’ with Tina
I ain’t never met her
Crystal Dick (x9)
Mama went-a-sperm-washing
Down by the gene river
She’s a sero-sorter
She’s a sero-sorter
Mama went-a-sperm-washing
Down by the gene river
She’s a sero-sorter
She’s a scrubbin’ on the bear clothes
She’s Diggin’ on the twinks
She’s Couplin’ on the starboard
Mama went-a-sperm-washing
Down by the gene river
She’s a sero-sorter
There’s a double maze
Inside her mind
a double maze
Inside her mind
Mama went-a-sperm-washing
She’s a sero-sorter
Mama went-a-sperm-washing
Down by the gene river
She’s a sero-sorter
She’s a sero-sorter
Mama went-a-sperm-washing
Down by the gene river
She’s a sero-sorter
She’s a risk perception analyst
It’s strategic positioning
She’s an anti-body witch
Mama went-a-sperm-washing
Down by the gene river
She’s a sero-sorter
It’s a safer sexual strategy
From the mother of the fig
She’s a sero status monitor
There’s a double maze
Inside her mind
a double maze
Inside her mind
Mama went-a-sperm-washing
She’s a sero-sorter
I sleep with men
But I’m not gay
I’m MSM
I’m feelin’
I’m feelin’ a bit sanguine
Since my…
I’m feelin’
I’m feelin’ a bit sanguine
Since my re-infection
I’m slipping down the reflex arc
I sleep with men
But I’m not gay
I’m MSM
I’m living in a retrotopia
As a sex refugee
This is my risk initiation
My corporeal memory
I’m a homo-pseud
And I’m cold - calling you.
I’m looking for an out of body moment
An interstate breeding omen
A hypersexual, negligible, bareback, homomorphic fragment
Semen Demon -
That’s my screen-name.
Mental Hygiene -
That’s on my list of things to do.
I am feeding
My Semen Demon
Sometimes
My mind switches to Tranceville
Once in a while
My mind goes wandering
for hours with my hands
In the drama of your drifts
Living in the scrambled egg city
I’m getting nowhere
Always three clicks away
From the agoraphobia doctor
Talking slantwise in the office
At my desk
with the Veiled phallus
Bored and Stressed
In my Part-time pleasure
Semen Demon
I’m gonna pack you under the bed
Cover you in plastic
Vacuum Packed Bareback
We’re Cruising at High Altitude
I’ve got an immune system too.
Pornotropic Appetite.
Testosterone Trance.
Flirting with the AIDS Shamen.
A spray on Oxytocin condom
Reward Prediction.
Ritual Washing.
Orgone Mystagogue.
Role distance
Promiscuous pedagogue
I’m in post-exposure analysis
And you’re in cost-benefit prophylaxis
It’s purgatory plasma
Julia Set
You ain’t no Fibonacci
You’re My Julia Set
Let her be Behooved
For the Unlearning ritual
EVERYBODY, EVERYBODY IN THE HOUSE OF CUNTSTONE
In her preoccupation trance
Our pornotropic haze
Will pulse towards the
Screensaver redemption
She’s the recently appointed Professor of polari
Reknowned for her work on Behavioural coupling
Her work on the Segmental Speech act set
Triggered Catalytic loops in the optional planning field
I am your leader
I have eaten Alan Turing
And encrypted the oppression.
Idolatry revival.
I am a Government white lies specialist,
An assimilation witch,
with eyes for you.
From sodomy to intimacy.
I AM gonna get you,
Borg you.
Rid you of your ju-ju
Too lazy to rebel (x3)
You can speak openly here
This is a polyvocal sex environment
We are all hyper-Vanilla at the Foreign Office.
Executive ulcers.
We will absorb you, though,
However hard you fight.
We are the mainstream
AND the undercurrent, both
Idea heist.
I’m oozing in
on your internal locus
of assimilation
now.
Vault
Take me to The Vault
My spatial integrity is being compromised
I’ve got a Cast iron coliseum heart (x2)
We will be calling at Lordosis Towers
Traveling via Dopamine Valley.
Where,
we will receive a guided tour
of the serotonin mines
Look! - It’s the ‘Witches Toilet’!
Take me to The Vault
Get on board the Four-month flaneurie
We’re calling at
The Glass grotto
The Sin centre
The Flatpack forest
Vault
Take me to The Vault
This is where you Vandalized my lovemap,
early on.
This is where you Heartstormed me
At the Vasopressin Meeting House
This is where
you cooked dinner for us
with the local spirit guide.
This is where you rewarded me with sex.
Vault
Take me to The Vault
Vault,
with your Ribs of stone
And your Folded bed
This is where you distorted my template.
Turn My Oyster Up
make me smile
What’s this strange morphosis?
sings The sterile queen
Is this Gender trespass
your initiation cream?
No chubs or fem
(that’s what they used to say)
x2
Turn My Oyster Up
make me smile
You the dilly voicer
With the shorthand lexiphone
I was Jack the Corybung
Your Grindr pinkophobe
No chubs or fem
(that’s what they used to say)
x2
Laid out on my lettie
Was I gagging for a glass?
of serotonin sweet to bathe in
Shamen said to pass
Turn My Oyster Up
make me smile
He’s an out-of-body bonding trancer
Epileptic tick-tock glancer
Took to being gift advancer
For the local sword dancer
He’s the Phlegm Jester…
Grew up with Shitney in Bean
Wasn’t so strict or so mean
Studied ceramics in Leicester
Where he became the Phlegm Jester
Growing up as they did in Disturbia
Was worse than if living in Serbia
Their Total immersion in Trans
Did nothing to scupper their plans
There’s two types of gaze
(and I mean looking)
Trance logic’s the phrase
(so let’s get cooking)
This is a meth lab Introspection
(Which everyone needs post c-Section)
The Jester’s Avoidance manoeuvre
That Zone of indifference, The Louvre
The voice’s addiction basis
Became boredom and shame oasis
He’s the Phlegm Jester
The Phlegm Jester,
He ain’t very funny at all
Meet me down at the Plasma Bar
beneath the station walls.
There will be a risk initiation.
Porta Porta Magica
Porta Porta Magica.
You can’t come back
It’s a one-way door babe.
Once you find me
You will come right through
The sero-conversion gates
Your sphincter isn’t the only threshold
to another world
Porta Porta Magica
Porta Porta Magica.
You can’t come back
It’s a one-way door babe.