I'm looking down the hole

your looking up at me

you're cold and tired

that is easy to see

lower the rope to you

a bucket on the line

your membrane will be soft and smooth 

and your heart will be mine


It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it get the hose again

It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it get the hose again

Yes precious it gets the hose


The look inside your eyes

drives me from control

evoking visions of my favourite casserole

and if i eat your heart

i'll also eat your soul

and when i'm done with that i'll use your skull as a bowl


It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it get the hose again

It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it get the hose again

Yes precious it gets the hose

It puts the lotion in the basket


The night is very cold 

I'm feeling kind of weak

I think i'll make myself a cap from your right buttocks cheek

And then I will go walking with my little dog

and then I'll bury you underneath a log


It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it get the hose again

It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it get the hose again

Yes it does precious 

It puts the lotion in the basket

bitch put the lotion in the basket

Oh put the lotion in the fucking basket bitch

put the lotion in the basket