Seems like the moon is full

And yet its only noon

A sweet familiar taste

Consumes me back to you

Back to you

I'm being taunted

Constantly tested



Skin and flesh are power invested

(It's all about sex)

Prehistoric intellectuals

(It's all about sex)



Cover up and hide the animal

Loss of control and I feel it

Starting to sweat, I will I won't

Every inch of my skin giving orders

Attack, I will, I will



I want my sex in a jar

I'll take it wherever I go

I want my sex in a jar

I need it wherever I go



God has created man

Beyond her wildest dreams

A bad machine will not admit

That he's a bad machine

A life's obsession in evil attire



I oughta touch you and burn in the fire

(It's all about sex)

Prehistoric Intellectuals

(It's all about sex)

Covered and hide the animal

Everybody got the animal

Everybody got the animal

I want it, I need it

Saturday night is everyday

All day, All day