... The Stick

Lyrics
One Sunday morning The preacher went a-trawling To the House of Fuck He come a-calling "Love the sinner and scorn the sin! Now Goddamn ya--let me in!" Well my door's always open Sidelong and oblong For the right and the wrong For the fair and the strong "Crooked is the way and wide the road to regret And I come to give what I get! That which sucks, that which fucks That which slides lubricious That which kisses That which humps And sticks And licks That which goes in quick Like me, like me" But I got couch sluts of every stripe, sir I got your boys, and your girls, and the in-between types To your tastes, sir And even Christ knew a bargain When he seen it I mean, Magdalene! Jesus H! "Man does not live by flesh alone… But it's a fucking start!" So to the heart of the hindmost The drunk, the reprobate, and the Holy Ghost I offer the itch that never stops Never and forever The ass of always-come-along Dangling from my knotty tether An angry bellwether Of what always goes wrong
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