I can see a future from down here
I can see a future from down here
Don't you just love mornings?
I need a taste to be convinced
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
No fear of the monster
You are an amazing specimen, miss
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Look at that, how nice it slides
Claim your big prize
I have my methods, daddy
Have you met perfection?
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Soft all over