Her body is a temple
Mystery magenta goddess
One whispered glance unsewed my eyes
one button at a time
My howling tongue lashes
to taste such impeccable construction
Taste!

Now I'm liquid!
(Now he's liquid)
Now I'm liquid!

Her mind is a sanctuary
She's fed with literature
She's built herself a wall of sound to drown out the unworthy
She shares my ambition
To shut her mouth and listen
She feigns transparency and then refers me back to her body
Taste!

I just can't hide it!
I won't deny it

My book of secrets is wide open
Some form calls out to me
From underneath her clothing
Animal magnetism rendering me speechless
She's so polite she turns my insides into kindling
and burns the branches like it's Christmas tree Hell

Hell!

And what of recourse?
Should I defend myself?
Does she exist as recompense for past inequities?
How dare this unclean pig approach her majesty?
Let's shed these rotten selves and naked redefine the erotic

Taste!

Now I'm liquid!
(now he's liquid)
Now I'm liquid!

I want to know your name
I need to know your name
I want to scream your name
I need to know your name
Open your perfect mouth and tell me your name