Monsterbation - The Irish Front

Three hairless men lay before us handing out cold film

Made from our ancestors!

Each one bore through thick feet and into our home

The walls drink quicksand and swallow furniture

Half formed dogs burst from the chest and feed cancer patients

Spoon fulls of vulgar tasting women

None the less they all hatch

None the less they begin to hatch

They all hatch!

And chant the alphabet to their god fathers

Commonly people are surrounded by chicken wire

And grown in crops and rows

Touching yourself to ugly girls with ugly faces

«Oh honey that’s what we call monsterbation.»

Ooo-ooo-ooo

We are the engineers, we are the engineers

Fumes spill from our eggs the cracks forge with fruits and snakes

But honestly were all incubated

Felt fed ejaculated

Fought freed and running underwater