REGARD WITH GREAT RESPECT
HIS PLAY
I WON'T SEE YOU AGAIN
YOU WILL NOT RUN A RISK
I'M HAPPY TO STAY DOWN HERE

WHEN WILL YOU FIND HIM
THE MAN WHO'S GOT ENOUGH
CONFIDENCE, WARMNESS
AND WIT
SOMEONE WHO KNOWS ALL THE
SECRETS ABOUT WHY YOU
OVERREACT TO THE JOKE 'BOUT
THE HOUSEWIFE WHOSE
INTELLECT DIDN'T EXIST.

A RIDE THROUGH DUST AND
DESERT SAND
WITH CHIVALRY AND GRIST
DOWN THE GULCH IN FOREIGN
LAND
THE HORDES THEY MUST
CONFRONT
VICTIMS OF GULOSITY
THE DREADFUL TASTE OF
SANCTITY
THE MEN THEY FACE WITH GRATE
RESPECT
BY SMASHING UP THEIR SKULLS

When you come to lock the door
I'll be waiting in the hall
Your hand is shaking like a leaf
As I grab both your wrist and teeth

One night at the hotel bar
The drinks had made me go too far
An unlocked door, a tidy bed
I lie down there to rest my head

The fight you put up in despair
Helps ripping off the clothes you wear
Your shirt is torn up at the side
Uncovering the gold you hide

Someone's entering through the door
Who drags his feet across the floor
He's far too drunk and far too tired
To bring up any young admiress

Although I find your eyes grotesque
Your body's rather picturesque
The skirt will save me half the sweat
The fight has made your lips all wet

Suddenly I realize
That someone else beside me lies
I stretch my hand out just to feel
The hairy chest beside of me

As I come at you from behind
It feels as though your hands resign
Your fear is turned to anger when
I say: «It's me love, your old friend»

Women shouldn't be absurd
But be obscene but never heard
I grab him gently by his crown
And keep on blowing 'til I foam

Although enlightened by the fact
Your trembling seems to be intact
I guess you might have been too innocent
for my little experiment

We lie there making love a while
We don't exchange a word nor smile
The morning after I sneak out
And wonder: What was that about?