Momus :
Moloch pa**ed the message to the behemoth
Whose master pa**ed it on to zebedee
It was sent by internet, by obscure protocols
To its recipient, the delicious miss gee
Miss gee :
It was early afternoon when your message came
I was slumped under the table, slightly cold
I didn't have a single stitch of clothing on
I was trembling but my trembling was controlled
I really can't recall who i was meant to be that day
I'm an actress, i play so many roles
But the script required miss gee
That's who i was meant to be
And i was just about to pick out her clothes
Momus :
When a crumpled paper ball
Hit the floor beside you
It made no sense at all
It said:
Both :
Bandy biwa krishnamurti
Pilgrim snorkel meat
Ipsum lorem dolor sit amet
Unix at the portal
Body type by letraset
Here at the epoch let us forget
Momus :
Grip my head and feel my pain
Imagine i'm the king of spain
Imagine i'm a weapon in your sheath
East is east and west is west
New york city to dunsinane
Miss gee :
Polly peachum creaming her mcheath
Momus :
In the sturgeon caviar
In the virgin mr mcpherson
In the rain the cloud
And in the cloud the rain
Green tea ice cream, wind dried duck
Did you ever meet a person hot to
Momus :
Forget it! shower in my shower
I'll soap you back and front
Take me by the hand and lead it to your
Miss gee :
Country cousins, kissing by the bridge
A babbling brook and a choc-a-bloc fridge
My favourite restaurant is yo below
So when we go, slip under the table and begin to
Momus :
Blow me down, gyoza, my favourite snack
Dip it in the soy sauce, slip it up your
Miss gee :
Crack goes the whip boys, crack kiss crack
Miss gee has a whip and she'll stick it in your
Momus :
Ask no questions, i'll tell you no lies
It isn't exclusively all about size
But did you ever see a rock star doing up his
Miss gee :
Flies are a nuisance, bees are worse
If you owe a girl money, put it in her
Momus :
Purse my lips, touch me there with a feather
Better take an umbrella, what terrible weather
Miss gee :
Or we might get wet
And we wouldn't want that
Would we
Momus :
By many names i've been known
Gil martin, also don van vliet
Giovanni, mantovani, barry manilow
I could go on
Miss gee :
Please do
Momus :
Super lovers jesus christ
Coming once and coming twice
In a paper cup
In my hammock samovar
I'm a caballero erojiji
Gaugin eating out tahiti
Near as damn it, no cigar
Very kimochi