Mark Foley was right
There are no ghosts in this town
There is no reason to fear
There are no obstacles here
Mark Foley was right
There are no barriers for medicine
Mark Foley was right
There are no barriers for shame
Audience please
Every minute matters
All he ever wanted was a detonator
Colin is a pussy
A very pretty pussy
Colin is a pussy
A very pretty pussycat
Colin is a wide eyed, wanton, hopped up
Hole of hail and hate
Felt him slide down the back of my leg
Found his hair by the castanets
Made him mad from silence, made him;
Sick of the constant calm
Heard him sigh in the dead of the night
It's times like these that make him wish I'd fail
