[Lyric] Swing Shift Soixante-Neuf (Nash the Slash)

The bishop in the sky wants to tweak your thigh
Spirit made flesh in black silken mesh
The monster wants her, his lust has new designs
Teething, seething, his greed is undefined

Swing shift, soixante-neuf
Tied her to a tree with a skipping rope
Swing shift, soixante-neuf
Keep on praying, you haven't got a hope

With morbid lust, he craves to cradle the grave
Charging his own with deeds unknown
The monster wants her, his lust has new designs
Teething, seething, his greed is undefined

Swing shift, soixante-neuf
Tied her to a tree with a skipping rope
Swing shift, soixante-neuf
Keep on praying, you haven't got a hope

The bishop in the sky wants to tweak your thigh
Spirit made flesh in black silken mesh
The monster wants her, his lust has new designs
Teething, seething
Swing shift, soixante-neuf
Tied her to a tree with a skipping rope
Swing shift, soixante-neuf
Keep on praying, you haven't got a hope

The bishop in the sky wants to tweak your thigh
Spirit made flesh in black silken mesh
The monster wants her, his lust has new designs
Teething, seething