Skyclad Spinning Jenny
She came down from the Western Hills when we were not prepared I turned deaf ears to words of warning now I'm running scared. Casting caution to the wind now that the cat's away I say my grace - fill my face (then for forgiveness pray). Gon knows I was an honest man - the same as any other Who loved his wife - worked all his life to keep his family Until the 'beast' that never sleeps beneath my silken covers Reared its head and bit its thumb at my morality. Chorus: Her passion for passion - it will devour Cruel are the thorns of this delicate flower Her lust for lust - it will consume A siren song summons all men to their doom. She whispered of her innocence - (a plea I must contest) While baptising helpless sinners with a missionary zest She will exorcise your demons - then exercise your thighs Await your 'second-coming' with a hunger in her eyes. Her sweetmeats are the souls of men - she'll gorge herself to bursting And for yours her heart is thirsting - as a spider craves a fly No mortal man could ever hope to suit her as a suitor Sh'll rewrite the Kama Sutra if you'd care to watch her try. Repeat Chorus I reach for heaven - desire drags me down When fools choose their king I'll be heir to that crown A strange kind of madness I cannot condone If you are without sin come cast the first stone.
