Bet'ah

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The Italian Stallion Battalion

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Waking up to this unknown world
A futuristic sentence holds
A cryogenic frozen home
Trapped inside my dreams grow cold
My life before I went inside
Simon played tricks before my eyes
So many innocents died
All my nightmares came alive
Now I must
Infect Huxley with all my sexual and
Dirty needs
No futuristic device will suffice
All the emotions that
You feel from me just one touch will make you crumble
My fighting makes your womanhood tremble
Now's my turn to show you around
A fluid transfer, a delicate sound
Caress your hips to bring you closer
Feel the pulse of your heart beating faster
Sweat and pleasure floods your brain
A simple orgasm turns you insane
After the honka-chonka ends we raid the fridge
We check the fines
To see the foul language you used to describe
What's on your mind
The sensations bet'ah with the touch of my
Decrepit hands
Time to claim my prize, I'm the Demolition Man
According to Cocteau's plan
We're the enemy
Freedom of speech 
And freedom of choice 
Is being shunned throughout the valley
I think I agree with Mr. Friendly

I wanna smoke in the non-smoking section
I wanna run through the streets in the nude
With green jelly all over my body
While jerking it to my favorite PlayBoy
And now I must
Infect you all with my primitive and
Barbaric behavior to rid the menace set by your
Evangelistic Doctor who now burns in the fire
Of his own dread
Just like Phoenix your cryo-system is now dead

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