"Can you fly? You fly as fast as you can to baby Jesus!" (from the film The Rapture)
I am she who stinks of me Gritted teeth, fists are clutching, Breast stroke, lots of touching See you in the sun There'll be big fauna at my Hotel, motel, hotel, motel I'll fuck you in the ass, just for a laugh With the quick speed, I'll make your nose bleed I ride the pre-menstrual cycle Forget about the Michael Now here's the big blast, I like the big catch I'll spray you straight through I spray your daydreams
Enjoy myself, within myself And back again, encouraging sin, a powerful mind Devious mind for a devious kind Ugly noises and strange ways by the tube rays
I roll up the blue bills I snort the cheap thrills