Down the front, yeah they're all waiting
Hoping and anticipating
They all want me for my mind
I am not the thinking kind
Now I'm over it, it's behind me
Run and hide, you cannot find me
You wanted it, you got it
Take a chance and enter now
Soft as souffle then it's out
Hanging limp like Ronald Ryan
Gives a twitch just before dying
Sure enough they're slowly finding out
What's wrong, no I'm not lying
You wanted it, you got it
Heisenberg's Uncertainity Principle
Crucial atoms don't appear when I need them to
Walking out the door wondering what came over her
There goes another dissatisfied customer
Trip wires up and down the length of my cock
I fuck like J. Alfred Prufrock
Dare I eat a peach, I wonder?
Timid lightning, frightened thunder
Oh Jesus now she's under me
You wanted it, you got it.