[Penis]

Ain't nothin' gonna make 'em stop,
Butts burnin' like a red hot flame.
They jump it my booty it's sore,
And penis is to blame.

I fought it, butt baby they got it.
Well, 'cause of penis, butt's on fire,
As they perspire.

They're rippin' into entrails dry,
Trying every can to ram,
Back door's ignite because,
No lubricant they had.

I fought it, butt baby they got it.
Well, 'cause of penis, butt's on fire,
As they perspire.

[In Uranus]

When your moon is in correction house,
Your poopiter will bear some scars,
You'll think they're digging granite,
It's love behind the bars.
You won't be yawning when they rage up in Uranus,
Rage up in Uranus,
In Uranus,
In Uranus.

Hemorrhoidy you're not withstanding,
Injury from thrust a pounding.
Lose your manhood to perversions,
Golden showery incursions,
Cystic blistered concentrations,
Caused by lack of lubrications.
In Uranus,
In Uranus.

When your moon is in correction house,
Your poopiter will bear some scars,
You'll think they're digging granite,
It's love behind the bars.
You won't be yawning when they rage up in Uranus,
Rage up in Uranus,
In Uranus,
In Uranus,
In Uranus,
In Uranus.

[instrumental and tempo shift]

In your behind, in your behind-end, your behind-end,
In your behind, in your behind-end, your behind-end,
In your behind, in your behind-end, your behind-end.

Oh, let 'em grind, c'mon,
'Cause everybody just plays along,
With those behind men,
Hopin' it won't smart, back up in your hind end.
Squeezin' a coney footlong hotdog.
Here's just hopin' it won't smart, back up in your hind end.
So don't you feel like you've been mistreated,
'Cause your friends' turnin' gay,
Just hope it don't smart, back up in your hind end.

[Fade Out]