King Missile - Let's Have Sex lyrics

I will slur And heel And hem And haw I will eat a monkey paw When you call me up and command me To come over to your house For s** and tea biscuits I shall clandestinely drop my cumberbund Down the dumbwaiter chute Lutes will serenade us like liquid lemonade You will glisten like newborn snow And I will listen Like a clairvoyant nipple clamp It will be s** like nobody has ever had it before In the history of postmodern lovemaking It will be s**, even if it isn't It will be s**, even if only in theory Even if it's only pantomine Even if it's just a memory Or a dream Or a symphonic approximation After a summer of autonomous sodomy And National Geographic specials About the pretty animals That use other animals as food by eating them On television But we shouldn't even watch television We should just have s** Epoch making Earth shaking Teeth chattering Dish clattering Fish frying Eye popping Never stopping Bunny hopping Toe tapping Joseph Papping s** Shakespeare in the park kinda s** D train ride to Coney Island vacation kinda s** Clandestine in the airplane lavatory kind of s** Olympic marathon s** All the different ways that we feel like having s** We should Until we grow old and bored and disillusioned Then let us rekindle our feelings Forget our despair and our celibate nonsense And do it like bunnyrats till the cows come home to roost So call me sometime And let's have s**