Horny Preaches

Tailor-made straight noses

Filled with coins and mourning roses

Mourning roses

I couldn't reach that far

I couldn't reach that far

It's more like a fast ride he said

It's more like a massage he said

Having read some corny books

Did receive some dirty looks

Dirty looks

I couldn't reach that far

I couldn't reach that far

You act like a target he said

Put on bright red light he said

He's dead!