If your love life depends on
Old Noah and the flock
If your congregation offers
Nothing more than a breeding stock
If your wife's to pout her lips out
And you go to the stalls in desperation
Then you're facing
A cracked yak diluvian kinky bonk tar defenestration

When shaggy rams turns up their sockets
And such flings you're behind
If when scholars doze you're with your hose
Swinging on the ice bear line
Hell - rejoice but make no noise
You will be spurned and held for flood causation
Then - Deportation
It calls for diluvian kinky bonk tar defenestration

They're heaven sent so
manx cats, wolf packs, razorbacks, donkey jacks
and oxen are not to be ploughed
In part 'cos they're moo-saic
And such love is not allowed
You'll get no formal investigation
You'll get no penile croc jaw castration
Just a diluvian kinky bonk tar defenestration

If you're the scum, too readily,
in Pax Vobiscum, you'll go down
If you reach for cub, scout
for land, or you're gonna drown
If to you parrot chatter is Viagra from a beak then on boar-d
Depravation's - No medication
It calls for diluvian kinky bonk tar defenestration

They're heaven sent so
don't snog bullfrogs, wild hogs, dirty dogs
or siskins and tell it out loud
In part 'cos they're ark-haic
And such love attracts more clouds
There'll be no Red Sea Mose Law salvation
You'll get no last rite oil lubrication
Just a diluvian kinky bonk tar defenestration

A just cause diluvian kinky bonk tar defenestration

If lambs you lay - begone today!
A roll in the hay's - not done that way!