The Kappa Lyrics

I've got a death bone in my fluteThe machinery of the saluteSaid the Etruscan shepherdI speak the language of the birdsBut I won't repeat the things I've heardAnd the lamb lies dow...Read Full Lyrics

I've got a friend who's turned into a cockroachI'm his only friend who's stuck aroundAll his other friends are calling Gregor verminI see the silver in the cloudCome here dear love...Read Full Lyrics

Hinkfuss at the GlyptothekAdmiring muscles on the neckOf the Barberini FaunKnown as the Drunken SatyrWoodland sprite, a goatlike tailSplay-thighed, bug-eyed, very malePointed ears,...Read Full Lyrics

I've come down from Barnsley to Hampstead for the dayJust to see if Father and Mother are okayMother in her apron and Father in his vestDressed just like they were the very day I l...Read Full Lyrics

Let us speak of my prickLet us speak of my big dead dickHis plucky fight against arithmeticMy advancing age has set the stageMy dick is deadMy big dick is deadLike a great beached ...Read Full Lyrics

Dionysus, I want to be hotDionysus, does anyone not?Dionysus, I want the powerOf desire, of allureDionysus, hear my prayerI want to share your rare electric fireI want to be sticky...Read Full Lyrics

I'm King Candaules, call me CanI want to be a woman but I'm just a manI get off now and thenShowing your body to other menI feel good, I feel fineTreating your body as if it's mine...Read Full Lyrics

Virtue’s overrated when it’s making nothing happenAt least making nothing moderately interesting happenWill you look back from your deathbed at the things you didn’t doBecaus...Read Full Lyrics

Papposilenus, ugly satyr of the forestFlat-faced, ears of horse, strapped to donkey, drunk as lordPapposilenus, tutor to the wine-godBald, beef-lipped, bushy-eyebrowed, fatPriapic ...Read Full Lyrics

Bring me to the things you knowThrough a landscape of cut flowersBe my eyes and be my roadGive me all your earthly poisonFor I am but a poor blind boyAnd my heart is full of poison...Read Full Lyrics