Burning Airlines — (my pornograph) lyrics

Lyrics

That’s my pornograph
(So what’s this?)
What’s what?
(with four holes ovular why not?)
(can’t write it down just because we said you couldn’t)
Ovular isn’t even a word
(You deny that there is an ovular shape underneath this rug?)
(He denies everything!)
Oh now you want money, I suppose? Well you’ve got the wrong man!
bribery can I ask you to get me anything sir, mister?
(You’re not gonna be one of them troublemakers now are you?)