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