Two hundred women

Going up one by

One to the dead man

Painted in blue

Erection defection

A surgeon’s selection

An impotent dead man

Stood up anew

A mother’s dream it does not achieve a resolution

Due to the fact that in life revolves a revolution

Maybe you’ll probably see the truth of circumcision

At times an operation can be the best solution

His voice is higher than a scraper, scraper, scraper, scraper!

You’ll see his face in every paper, paper (even toilet paper!)

But that’s not all folks! No way!

They didn’t call him the Unique Eunuch for nothing you know!

You know I heard on the wireless a while ago:

‘What about his sense of grapes and being able to crunch roaches with his barefoot and also his head? Yeah.’

Some say he got it from his father, father, unknown father,

Although they say it’s from a guru, guru, up from Budapest,

But the press they shoved him away-

It all happened when they found out that Unique had lost all usage of his voice, yeah!

(Check it out)

(This is the next part of the story, yo)

Well, he went up to the doctor,

He said, ‘Hey doc, I need my balls again,

‘I want a normal sex life: a wife and a husband, and a pygmy in the den,

‘Been having them terrible nightmares… lots of pretty women are going up my grave.’

(Oh behave)

Well, the doc he told the nurse right then,

‘Let’s bring him in, I think he needs a “shave”...’

Now it’s time for you to say what happens to the Unique Eunuch

Doesn’t matter if you’re English, Irish, Danish or from Munich,

Now you should raise your hands and help us with a quick decision,

Will it be a pair of new nuts or an XL circumcision?

They took him to a room and then out came the deadly scissors,

He asked them to be gentle but, alas, they were kinda’ mental,

The doink as you can see is now the state’s own property,

It’s standing up somewhere, where the women are going:

One by one by one by a-one-a-way…