Revolver introduced in my play, act one

Lover face, want to make you ejaculate

Until it's no longer fun

I confess to really being quite charmed

By your feminine effects

You're the only one

With whom I would role play Oedipus Rex

I want you to be my pleasure puss

I want to know what it's like to be inside you

I want you to be my pleasure puss

I want to know how it feels

I want you to be my pleasure puss

I want to know what it's like to be inside you

I want you to be my pleasure puss

Lover face, I'll do you as the

I want to know how it feels

Want to give you that ou ou la la ou la la

Lover face, how your ass is pumping

Sweet licentious songs. lover face

You're a scandal, your body is so wrong, wrong

Bless my lips with your Sunlandic kisses.

While our hands explore each other's human vessels

Whoa, you know, like four excited spiders

I want you to be my pleasure puss

I want to know what it's like to be inside you

I want you to be my pleasure puss

I want to know how it feels

I want you to be my pleasure puss

I want to know what it's like to be inside you

I want you to be my pleasure puss

I want to know how it feels

Want to give you that ou ou la la, ou la la.

You gave me such a rush

Make my whole body blush

I don't care if they say you're just my crutch

I know you're not

You're the only good thing I've got

Everything's so much more complicated

Over the phone

You are such a star, oh, you know you are

I just once looked through today

Had the mind to call your name, internally

Through my seventh sense that's hallucinating

Anyway we're artifacts of demigodly zero logic denizens

I just came in your arms tonight.

You and I are friends, not some polemic

To be puzzled over, listened

They set my wings so randomly

When you're dead I'll search for you like Orpheus

I'll find you, some way

You are such a star, oh, you know you are

I'll tell you one thing

I know you want my kisses in your narcissistic collapse

Because it's so painful when they amputate the taygog

See all the prison corpses lined up along beach

They're ringing the bells of the church to drive everybody insane

As the patina lives the tawdy mountain stallion on its water on the shore

I can't get off of these moving lights off the face

No, I can't get all those little moving lights off the face

So I went out to the country, sat down on some straw

But I'm not putting out for God tonight

I'm not putting out for God would kill my legs shut, shut

It's a mistake lighting little white candles to make him love you

Oh, he's cold by any city's standards

They want to turn you down

Dismissed

How 'bout if all you children and Tayshuns

No

Ha

Stop

You know The Northern Lights, they don't forget about you (they don't)

Goddamn concierge

General

Just trying to get help here