The Ballad Of ?Brain Knight?
To the tune of ?lamb crops sing along? and ?the song that never ends?
The militant bunkers where
I imagine I?m in my lover?s bed
We swam naked ? we frolicked young and free
Glistening wet like a froggies leg on a paraplegic?s knee
I gazed into his eyes, what do I see
Jaundice, a disease menagerie
But though he?s got ? a figure of an aging sloth
His love ? pump can deliver a malicious wrath
David Hasselhoff ? dressed mean, with boots to tease
Bend over, please now punish me
David Hasselhoff ? tuck me in bed tonight
Appease me with your leathery face
Conscripted to fort Dik
Showering with men from 3 to 6
We sung about ? leotards, fairies and naked gladiators
I dreamt I was Peter Pan in a frock telling Captain Hook to suck my cock
It looks like I see your prong
I thought you were a ? naĂŻve bastard in a stupid talking car
But then I saw you in a ?Baywatch? and thought you were the sexiest man by far
Done run away, I beg of thee
Ill show you Athens ? style sodomy
We played ? grecko marines with our sted ? fast dicks
We clubbed our pricks like homeless kids and lathered our self with garlic bread
My heart and bowel belongs to you
No one roots like you ? they cum too soon
Oh how ? soldiers love being gay
Unlike prison we don?t need soap to play
David Hasselhoff ? my syphilis caused you internal rot
Your old and crusty, you cant even please
Fly back to Germany, how ?Bout writing a pop song or two
Hey Davey boy, here?s a message for you ?
FUCK ? OFF ? YOU ? CUNT!!
