Cunny Grope Lane lyrics

Somebody hold their hands out

'Cause my mind has gone

I'm walking through all the debris

'Cause my kite have gone

You can't get through

Prop up your eggs and bacon

With your silver spoon

I saw you play Old Medusa

In the dungeon room

You can't get through

You've got it on the brain!

Go pop your cherry down in Cunny Grope Lane

Crowns! Shatter! King of Spain!

You'll lose your mind down in Cunny Grope Lane

Go get the local doctor

And let's have some fun

I hope I avoid the paupers

On my prison run

Can I watch you?

Rank! Mother! City boy!

Dancing around and jumping for joy

Brother! T-shirt! King of Spain!

You'll lose your mind down in Cunny Grope Lane