I Will Lick Your Arsehole

Lyrics

I'm like Mister Clifford Richard, I'm wired for sound When I get myself a mic you don't wanna be around I'm off like the note on care in Karen's "Day Tripper" I'm faking all my lines like that dolphin called Flipper Send chills down your spine like the strings in "Billie Jean" I'm so far underground that I'm a one person scene I'm overly thorough, just like David Attenborough When he's whispering in the jungle like they're working undercover Evidence irrefutable, I'm squarer than a cubicle I hug the straight and narrow like a Julie Andrews musical I derail and flail with abstract verse I fail to curtail The rhythmical measures and pleasurable endeavours never sail I'm lacking in ambition, simply no predisposition And when I hit the stage, I lose all composition I never like it loud, 'cause crowded places scare me I dig the rock 'n' roll as much as Peter Paul & Mary Asshole, I will lick your Asshole, I will lick your Asshole, I will lick your I'm the host with the most, uber Guy Smiley I've got the special effects like the BBC, man I've got flow like Malmsteem's got chops It seems that I'm so bad they get LL to call the cops Beats so hard, they be bustin up your spleen And I got more rhymes than Derm's hair got sheen I put flash in the dance just like Irene Cara And I got more toys than Teruhisa Kitahara Like a digital refinery, I hope you 'lise the binary So zeros after ones getting lined up into finery I put them into rows to get the music go And they goes and they flows like the mucus out your nose Asisiatic Australasiatic Instamatic rhythm box static addict I got the juice and all else got the pith And I'm tough under pressure just like Sarah Jane Smith Asshole, I will lick your Asshole, I will lick your Asshole, I will lick your Asshole, I will lick your Asshole, I will lick your Asshole, I will lick your Asshole, I will lick your