"Drip Drip Drip" by Holy Molar

Five cent tip toe through two lips, and slip! oops, that
bloody countless bathory... I'll be damned how she spits out
her murder scene on a string. Oh forsooth! I was once a wee
lad who surfed the crimson tide clung either to a plug or a
pad. Man, it was love, Just for me she painted her peroid
piece for the mattress triathelon. Ah yes, we floated out to
fantasy island in her red sea in a way that no tattoo could
ever dare dream. Ah, so vibrant was her war ensemble stream
that i crooned: "Darling, see that danling? Fuckin' a.
I'm going bananas. Peel and do the splits, baby, I can't
resist anything but temptation."