The Locust — Who Wants a Dose of the Clap? lyrics

Lyrics

No man of cloth
-gonna go through my wallet
No mercenary
-gonna make CIA
…mash
…food-on the few remaining molars
…hear
…flies-steaks are cooking, come inside
Sinking in the
same sack of salivating quicksand
Drown or row? Drown, Drone