Pst! Hey little girl!

I'll let you in on a secret.

 

This world is wild and wicked.
Kids these days
Sneak behind bikesheds
To toke on a J,
A line of charlie in the break
And the 6th grade
Is into bukkake

And those who aren't in
Pornography rings
Probably swing
The other way, let out
The blood of chickens
'Cos school yards are the new
Nurseries of sedition

The councillors and masters hail
From Sodom and put
Their faith in deities pagan
Or worse, entropy
And homeroom is nothing more
Than a cauldron boiling
Of hormones and of hooch

All of which is what came
Of exiling Christ from the halls
Of letting the boffins
Stick their noses in
And dictate everything
And they're now so entrenched
There's little we can be doing

 

So what then are you missing,
My little chicken?

What d'ya think?

whore yourself before thirteen
mark graffiti in your skin
mainline crystal meth
that sex is just for fun
and better fun yet
with
members of the same sex

babies have not souls
not before they emerge
in any case souls'
existence is dubious
and to die for Allah
beneath a newspaper banner
brings on a paradise of virgins

more chemicals
in you system
make you more human
but men come from germs
and will only end
up rotting away
and turning back into them