Faxed Invitation

I don't wanna get dirty
 with two scoops
 and white flakes and jelly
 wrestling would you do it
 would you do it
 go down with the body
 hugger stroking
 clutches caressing
 on the corner lip to lip
 black and blond chocolate eye
 I don't wanna get dirty
 with two scoops
 and white flakes and jelly
 wrestling would you do it
 would you do it
 go down with the body
 hugger stroking
 clutches caressing
 on the corner lip to lip
 black and blond chocolate eye
 fundamental
 looking up at me
 your olive skin
 your unmarked beauty unconnected
 I don't feel the heat of you
 like you want me to
 up close and smiling
 no seperate bills
 she's fantastic
 so fantastic like this
 this is a catsuit of fifteen colours
 faxed invitation
 to oblivion with bells
 technicolour delights
 someone pushing
 don't knock, push
 honey honey pure twisted
 squeeze your libido
 ...
 I feel so disconnected
 you smile
 you give me everything
 this one cold, this one hot
 purple head burning fast (?)
 water
 deep voice, dome head
 shooting behind the glass eyes
 and walking on the piss stains on a beautiful day
 craving company and legs
 look around you
 you look good to me
 i see you in an alley shop
 and clean and focus like a hope
 when he smoked a cigarette
 looking away smelling something surgical
 that leaves a mark upon his neck
 where the place where you were talking
 when you looked so upset
 why were you hiding
 when I saw you in an alley shop
 and clean like a hope
 I want someone pretty to give me time
 mmmm pretty and fit, smelling good
 an unknown lie
 animal calling
 hungry eye
 change the way I feel, on a wheel
 and (bang?) jesus loves me on a yellow xylophone
 going home
 outside you look at me with your brown eyes
 lest we forget
 angel at the hotel
 sudden fiction/friction (?)...?
 I was born with a cartoon eye
 and a savioury style
 very strong feeling (of) freedom, liberty
 mmmm deep voice
 mmmm deep voice
 mmmm deep voice