pig-me and the whore - jethro tull lyrics
“big bottled fraulein, put your weight on me,” said the
pig-me to the wh-r-,
desperate for more in his -ssault upon the mountain.
little man, his youth a fountain.
overdrafted and still counting.
vernacular, verbose; an attempt at getting close to
where he came from.
in the doorway of the stars, between blandford street
and mars;
proposition, deal. flying b-tton feel. testicle testing.
wallet ever-bulging. dressed to the left, divulging
the wrinkles of his years.
wedding-bell induced fears.
shedding bell-end tears in the pocket of her resistance.
international -ssistance flowing generous and full
to his never-ready tool.
pulls his eyes over her wool.
and he shudders as he comes.
and my rudder slowly turns me into the marylebone
road.
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