
- chorus -
Making sacred whoopee in the hither and yonder
Countering the crooks of divide and conquer
Balancing polarity - the unity power
Joining opposites - fade and flower
What goes around comes back to roost
The veil is rendered - magic is loose
- verse #1 -
Snake oil salesmen in the pulpit of the church
Their black hole eyeballs leave us in the lurch
As they drive to the airport in a collection plate car
Gun in the glove box - smoking a cigar
Devil in their pocket with a political twitch
Blood money soaks the temple of the rich
- verse #2 -
If you can’t trust religion and the government too
Or media for the masses from the corporation pool
And chicken friends turn their back on you so quick
There is something you may do - it’s an old magic trick
Do unto others as you would have them do for you
Save your soul yourself or they will steal if from you
- verse #3 -
Focused attention creates material condensation
Gravity is the carrier of psi information
Wave in motion becomes particle when observed
Matter and spirit are like worm and bird
We’re essential spokes on the wheel of life
Belief shapes experience on the edge of the knife
- verse #4 -
Everything is sacred - every act matters
God/dess incarnate with a world on our platter
So, what say we spin a disk of delight
Cancel the wars - end all the fights
Nature really rules - regreen the Earth
Sustain ourselves - the reason for birth
- verse #5 -
Love is the law - every child is a star
Remember that well and you’ll go far
Integrity is the glue of the soul
Life beyond this one is the spiritual goal
So beware of the political preacher
And the slimy string pullers behind this creature
- verse #6 -
Home is where the heart is so where is your heart?
Better start searching or be lost in the dark
Forced to smuggle heroin with the skull and bones
Buying black gold with a pirate priest’s loan
Snake oil salesmen in the pulpit of the church
Their black hole eyeballs leave us in the lurch

verse 1 -
Safe circle sanity - apocalypse daze - STD infections and a plague of AIDS
What’s a horny person - supposed to do? - Looking for love - somebody new
Without the danger of growing ill - The answer is not - another pill
- verse 2 -
Internet dating is a chancy game - Risk factor high - hidden names
Bar born quickie could be the last - Swing club adventures sound like a blast
Gotta know who we’re screwing in these latter days
Make it last forever in so many ways
- verse 3 -
Variety is the spice of life - Yet it’s not so fun being stuck with a knife
Pimp ho politics - a dangerous rite - Urban meat market under cover of night
Disease vector warning - dash board flash - Disaster ahead - on course for a crash!
- verse 4 -
Crash test dummies and silicone dolls - Sex in a condom or not at all
Tinkering with my robot for cybersex - Witching for a coven with a tantra class
There’s just gotta be a better way - Let’s form a pod for safer play
- verse 5 -
Grow and discover what it means to be true
To yourself and each other - like real lovers do
Gather together as a circle of friends - Keep it collectively in each other’s pants
Pledge to remain - true to the whole
Each Person Sovereign - No Leader in Control
- verse 6 -
Feel Free to Ask Once - If the Answer is No
Don’t Push the Point - Or you’ll have to go
Thou Art Holy - Comes with the Scene - Respect Each Other as Kings & Queens
There’s a Safe Circle Poly Pod where Love is the Law
All Come Together in the Tantra Temple Hall
- verse 7 -
Safer is not sorry - smart person’s play - surviving the changes heading our way
No need for worry when securely nested - Checked for infection - regularly tested
Get what you need - sex on demand - Polyfidelity in a safe circle clan
- chorus -
Agape’ Love Feast - Gnostic Mass
Faerie Friend Circles - Built to Last
Moon Lodge Convergence - Starfire Rite
Life is the Altar on a Sacred Sex Night

- verse 1 -
Hidden in the closet with a wild wet dream
Out of plain sight so the preacher don’t cream
Is another horny housewife wanting to please
(naughty and nasty when her breasts get a squeeze)
Imagine what ya want if it’ll make you feel good
She might be residing in your neighborhood
- verse 2 -
Presenting an appearance both prudish and prim
model Mary homemaker - sacred virgin
Outward facing image of conservative demeanor
Inward fire burning with the heat of sex fever
this perfect projection of sweet Mrs. Cleaver
lathers and shaves her buoyant beaver
- verse 3 -
She votes for the president to tell her how to live
Supports the war effort and the oil guzzling biz
She thinks there’s a terrorist around every corner
But it’s really her husband with a big fat boner
In her normal life she doesn’t have a clue
But in her secret lair there’s zilch she won’t do
- verse 4 -
Under Polly Proper dresses and Doris Day clothes
sophisticated fantasy - hardly anyone knows
Put on the garters - pull on the hose
Miniskirt raised for the finest of views
Leave off the panties - slip on the shoes
High heeled spikes like the hoochie coo girls
- verse 5 -
Meeting tonight with a couple of neighbors
she’s a big boobed secretary - his body does labor
dinner and dance and doobie and a shot
Our monthly meetings are so swappingly hot!
Gonna lower our level of collective inhibition
Drop the mask off the puritan Christian
- verse 6 -
Gonna use those toys for another pleasure spasm
Gonna pray for liberation and a non-stop orgasm
Hot suburban slut making whoopee on the floor
You wouldn’t have guessed if you saw her in the mall
But when the world isn’t watching she sheds her fear
She’s a cold hard woman the rest of the year
- chorus -
Stuffed in the closet with the dancing skeletons
prostitutes paid for by political shenanigans
Lucifer laughing in the bowels of “born again”
Kissing the butt of the Whore of Babylon
Just imagine if we all refused to fight
And made mad love both day and night!

Bi switch No comfort niche
between the worlds - what a bitch
top and bottom flipper trick
No clear fit in any click
Loving all ways as deep as we may
Straight folks freak - gay stays away
can‘t pin you down - so nobody plays
Alone at night - lonely by day
Dom rules challenged - subspace unsure
Which side to root for - nothing so pure
When attracted to something far beyond gender
Androgynous angels in a fetish demon blender
Total control - magickal goal
Transcend polarity - become whole
But when you do -duality gets pissed
That you won’t choose teams or raise a fist
For all are ingredients in a potent brew
inner balance makes one from two
heads and tails - flipping coins
Selves united - halves rejoined

- verse #1 -
If you wanted to rule - what would you do?
Make love a product - then fleece the fools
Restrict and control the market results
Buy her perfume - to cover the faults
Control that impulse - hold back that thought
Don’t stare at her boobs when she’s trying to talk
Build the tension - harness the force
Pull the chain - you’re a human horse
- verse #2 -
Listen to the sermon - religion decrees
Sexual impulses are in the deep freeze
Men don’t do men - a girl’s secret story
It’s an unbalanced mix of god and glory
Heading for church - banging for bucks
Hey little angel - ride THIS pickup truck
Build the tension - harness the force
Pull the chain - you’re a human horse
- verse #3 -
Hoe and ho hum - ghetto is no blast
Open air prison - Warsaw in the past
Prostituted people - turned in by their neighbor
Desecrated bodies - sold for hard labor
These are the fruits of following the fortune
Instead of the whole they give a small portion
Build the tension - harness the force
Pull the chain - you’re a human horse
- verse #4 -
Kiss the fat butt of the power elite
If you don’t take the mark you cannot eat
Impulse control - suppression of sane
Scan your biochip - receive the pain
Homeland security is not what’s implied
The whole damn police state is founded on lies
Build the tension - harness the force
Pull the chain - you’re a human horse

OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO
Mother is home and she is pissed - OMOMO - OMOMO
Gonna kick our ass for eating rich - OMOMO - OMOMO
Pounded her garden with an iron fist - OMOMO - OMOMO
Raped and left her in a poisoned ditch - OMOMO - OMOMO
OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO
It just ain’t proper to live like a hog - OMOMO - OMOMO
Swilling nectar from the sacred log - OMOMO - OMOMO
It’s darn right stupid to drink like a dog - OMOMO - OMOMO
Half unconscious, lost in a fog - OMOMO - OMOMO
OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO
Earth goddess rising to a fever pitch - Clad in black like a dominant bitch
She’s got a fever she’s got an itch - To stomp all over the comfort niche
OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO
spoken:
We think we can get away from the facts - hide bowed heads in potato sacks
pray to something for a bit of relief - from what we’ve done in our lack of belief
In nature’s rule and the price to be paid - for desecrating mom on our way to the grave
Pick a persona and a magical name - which defines your true heart’s nature
Don’t bother choosing a flight of fancy - unfold your spiritual character
The one which hides behind the mask - and never submits to the corporate lash
Free soul changeling of forest fair - stag lord snorting the dew field air
Wild faerie shaman with a garden hoe - womb witch midwife in her underground home
Solar wizard and wind power queen - span heaven and earth with the magic bean
OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO
Mother is home and she is pissed - OMOMO - OMOMO
Gonna kick our ass for eating rich - OMOMO - OMOMO
Pounded her garden with an iron fist - OMOMO - OMOMO
Raped and left her in a poisoned ditch - OMOMO - OMOMO
Earth goddess rising to a fever pitch - Clad in black like a dominant bitch
She’s got a fever she’s got an itch - To stomp all over the comfort niche
Earth goddess rising to a fever pitch - Clad in black like a dominant bitch
She’s got a fever she’s got an itch - To stomp all over the comfort niche
OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO
OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO - OMOMO

- chorus -
Cones of power throughout the nation
Clipped and clamped to firm perfection
Cleavage queens on sex vacation
Titty torture - extreme sensation
Suction tipped for this occasion
Another case of breast fixation
Let them cradle a stiff erection
Pull aside the insulation!
- verse 1 -
I wanted to suck on mommy - but she put her breasts away
Hid them from the children - they never saw the day
Cloaked & bound, pointed cups - hooks on a thick strapped back
Fasten them for me kid - I spied her cleavage crack
- verse 2 -
As I grew I couldn’t resist - thoughts of sucking boobs
Massaging tits - squeezing nipples - smearing them with lube
See them sway before my eyes - turn to putty in my hands
Pinching, pulling, kneading action - tying them with bungee bands
- verse 3 -
Perverts are made by iron hearts - love hard to attain
Cuddling, caressing, kissing action - forced to sadly refrain
The basic impulse will not die - it always finds expression
When natural channels are forbidden - strange is the obsession
- verse 4 -
Now I dream of succubi - insatiable nymphs with hanging tits
Hungry for vanilla pudding - so on my face they sit
And beat my willy wonder - with giant boobie bazongas
If I’m lucky not to wake - one will be my momma

IF CLOTHES MAKE THE PERSON
THEN THE PERSON IS DEAD
(inanimate objects dancing in your head)
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
Sally Serious knitting - knots with deeply furrowed brow
Francis Furious suicide - sacrificing her sacred cow
Christy Curious always - wanting to know exactly how
Spunky Spurious talking - a flurry while missing now
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
Molly Monkish still - refusing to murder trees
Bobby Beguile driving - grown men to their knees
Patty Peace Child gentle - soul appalled by evil deeds
Dolly Defiled raped - by a dickhead in the alley weeds
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
Sexy Sadness working - uptown as a high paid whore
Billie Badness snorting - meth by the courthouse door
Millie Madness tracing - magic circles on cellar floor
Florence Fad Fest too - fake to be real anymore
PITCH THE PIPER WHO WILLS THE WAR
BITCH WITCH WILDLY FROM THE CORE
WITHOUT AN EGO THEY’LL NEVER LAST
CUT ‘EM OFF AT THE NARROW PASS
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
Naughty Naked fertile - goddess of the primal Earth
Doris Daybed making - love for all that she’s worth
Holley Hayhead faerie - queen of dream and mirth
Sister Sacred midwife - holy mother of death and birth
IF CLOTHES MAKE THE PERSON
THEN THE PERSON IS DEAD
(inanimate objects dancing in your head)
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES
WITCH THE WORLD - TWITCH THE NOSE
SWITCH THE CHANNEL - DITCH THE CLOTHES

- chorus -
Worship your partner as god/dess incarnate
Celebrate the circle with an orgy of love
Share with friends - life everlasting
What is done below is accomplished above
- verse #1 -
The forbidden fruit - consumed in Eden
Jehovah got pissed - turned the tempted ones out
Lest they also be filled from the Tree of Life
And discover what the god game is really about
- verse #2 -
I don’t know if it’s actually all about aliens
Herding dumb sheeple who they helped to create
Or if reptiles are ruling from the heavens
Using political religion so we swallow the bait
- verse #3 -
All that I know is that the New World Order
Run by elitists with long family lines
Are leading blind people over the cliff
Bringing about these apocalypse times
- verse #4 -
Divide and conquer - that’s the true game
Big profits are made through competition
Promoters set the stage by creating the sides
And skim off the proceeds of warring division
- verse #5 -
Nationalism is a false god of division
Globalism is “rule by the elite”
Don’t need any ism to see our way clearly
If we stop paying tribute that will be their defeat
- verse #6 -
We’re done with division declared by masters
Over their slaves who turned it all around
What was once the first is now the last
Pyramids of power fall to the ground
- verse #7 -
Don’t follow leaders or be swept by the mob
Cowards mass murder as a team
Rainbow warriors hold no chief above them
Won’t you dare to share the dream?
- verse #8 -
Throw off the yoke of consumer corporation
Plant a food garden - save the seeds
Compost waste to feed soil organisms
Who else can be counted on t’ tend to our needs?
- verse #9 -
Sovereign people require no authority
To dictate how they should thrive
They need no overseeing landlord
Or big brother spy in the sky
- verse #10 -
Revolted - evolving - adapting to changes
Going with weather as it shifts through extremes
Loving each other as sovereign individuals
Wild like spirit - free and untamed