Noah's Toilet

Oh yes! Let's!

Yes, let's!

let's go to that new place

with a name a bit like... uh, that place

where the famous get so out of their face, they die of fatal cocktails all

chemically mace

we'll be rubbing shoulders with the stars in, uh... outer space

There will be seven foot women there

five o'clock shadow, rammed into ladies underwear

and the animals go in,

two by two,

into the circus, into the zoo... into the loo

And hog boars snuffle

with curly pig tails,

guest lists cysts leaving trails like snails,

there will be the pierced,

and the piercing screaming studs

fiercer than Elvis,

pure phets, no duds

Fake diamonds, holographic

cheekier than Jesus, but uh, pornographic

Oh do, yes!

Oh do, yes! Let's!

let's go to the new place!

And user friendly all are we,

and the tired tried

and what do you do?

I'm God, you lied

and the animals go in two by two

the warthog, the snuffleupacus and the anteater

all drinking 5 pound beers by the litre

It's all right, she says

you don't have to pay, 'cause

(he's a member) he's a member

Wearing nothing but a peanut in the middle of December

suddenly, I'm on top form and terribly bright

glitter, tinsel, sparkle me baby, uh, every... night

I'm an extraordinarily curious creature and I know it

how bohemian! Shush for the poet

nah **** that! Let's go to the loo, like animals, two by two

and what was it you said you do?

Is there any way I can network with you?

And you tell me about a movie you're making, hopefully making,

hopefully making, starring Uma Thurman, hopefully making,

hopefully.

And you talk for too long

and then you say "I love this song"

must shake a leg on the dance floor

with that fashion type wild boar

and she needs an apple shoved into her fat gob

oh look! It's that junky lead singer, I hear he's a nob!

No, I know him actually and he's alright, going solo

and he's good for a line any night.

Oh! Come on, let's go to the place with a name like that place

and come on, give me more, give me more to consume!

I'm fatter than Elvis and I'm cheekier than Jesus in this VIP room

with the super models, the rock stars and the... super fly

and then she said, morbidly,

"now would be a good place to die."

Out of my face, in the place with the name like that place

on the front page tomorrow, my face

headline reading "mystery death in new place"

For she was best top lover girlfriend of that singer with the chart topping hits

that actress, that director and that model with the

fabulous

tits

and then everyone will really want to go to that place, 'cause it's got a name... uh, like that place

where you get so out of your face (face, face, face!)

and then everyone will want to go to that place.

You're in a place with a name like that place,