Lotion

I'm looking down the hole you're 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 lotion on it's skin

Or else it gets the hose again

It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it gets 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 bite 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 gets the hose again

It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it gets the hose again

It gets the hose

It puts the lotion in the basket

It puts the lotion in the basket

It puts the lotion in the basket

Yes it does

Put the lotion in the basket

Put the lotion in the basket

Put the lotion in the basket now

Put the lotion in the basket now

And it does

The night is very cold I'm feeling kind of weak

I think I'll make myself a cap from your right buttock's cheek

And then I will go walking with my little dog

And then I'll bury you underneath the lawn

It rubs lotion on its skin

Or else it gets the hose again

It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it gets 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