Flippin'ell My appetites are pretty drastic, I love to get sultry and hot, Snapping my knicker elastic, Saying yes to the fantastic Idea of taking the lot. My appetites are pretty drastic, Quite verging on the orgiastic, Which is a masculine plot, Snapping my knicker elastic. And sometimes by dressing in plastic I almost succeed to garrotte. My appetites are pretty drastic. Without appearing bombastic I like to think of a Trot Snapping my knicker elastic Before becoming gymnastic And stuttering out his argot. My appetites are pretty drastic. I'm never unenthusiastic And I've never been something I'm not, Snapping my knicker elastic. But before I become quite monastic I'd love to ravage a Scot. My appetites are pretty drastic Snapping my knicker elastic!
Labourers For Arthur Knowles On balance, we haven't much to give, ground out of us more like, in shards of labour we hardly call our own, sold on like hand-me-downs, used up, withered on the bone, flesh weeping out of us like tears. And when we're wrung limp, lacking even the will to worry more about others than ourselves, seeing no sense in community, we're left, allowed to grieve for the loss darkening each corner of our lives. So what we have is what we have to give. We bend, we laugh, we work, we weep, we live.