When we turn up in our turn-ups
Our hearts are heavy, our heads are ready to levy
For the yippee-less swing, for the tot-less cot
For the mock, for the shock, for the fun powder plot
With courage, conviction, in donkey-jaw diction
We cry for the cause, we cry for the cause
With courage, conviction, in donkey-jaw diction
We cry for the cause, we cry for the cause
Because the courts have left us lonely
Disowned us daddies like the poopers of the party
Gently, gently take them from me
Gently, gently take them from me
Gently, gently take them from me
And I'll be left dumbfound as a donkey
This is a booty call
My boot, my boot, my boot, my boot up your asshole
This is a Freudian slip
My slipper, my slipper, my slipper, my slipper in your bits
With courage, conviction, in donkey-jaw diction
We cry for the cause, we cry for the cause
With courage, conviction, in donkey-jaw diction
We cry for the cause, we cry for the cause
Because the courts have left us lonely
Disowned us daddies like the poopers of the party
Gently, gently take them from me
Gently, gently take them from me
Gently, gently take them from me
And I'll be left dumbfound as a donkey
This is a booty call
My boot, my boot, your asshole
This is a Freudian slip
My slipper, my slipper, my slipper, my slipper in your bits
