Anton Reemcob: My dear ladies and genteel-men, allow me to introduce myself. I am Anton Reemcob, poet, laureate, playwright, and the ethereal embodiment of evolution itself
Fan: Where's GWAR? We want GWAR!
Anton Reemcob: There will be no GWAR show tonight! Such a sophomoric cast with their bloody tableaus, and phallic imagery, and shallow wit do not merit a proscenium, no, not much less an audience. Here tonight, I have assembled such an art form as the world hath never seen. Performing the paramount feats of orchestral legerdemain, they are the matchless peak of peerless perfection. I give to you...
Prestige!
Prestige
A cult
Prestige
Moan
Lamborghini
Mercedes-Benz
Maserati
Farvergnugen
Countach Five
???
Players Club
Telly
Savalas
Chorus
Masturbate, masturbate
Masturbate, masturbate
Masturbate, masturbate
Verse 1
It's okay by you
If it's okay by me
I hope that in the morning
I won't be HIV
HIV
HIV
HIV
Positive
H-H
H-H
H-H
HIV
Pos-pos-pos-positive
Verse 2
Actually brothers boop
Some while others droop
When women come around
They loathe the woman brown
Pasty face and sickly
I shake my tiny arse
Please don't cum too quickly
As you fist my swollen mass
Prestige
Chorus
Masturbate, masturbate
Masturbate, masturbate
Masturbate, masturbate
To see you that way
Up close, today
For sure, to see
Up close, that way, to see
Like it
Spoken
Nigel: I'm Nigel Ponce from Leeds
Rico: And I'm Rico Bowel Grande from Rio De Janeiro
Nigel: Aren't you glad GWAR's not playing tonight?
Rico: Oh please, not those barbarians!
Nigel: Bring that beat back
Rico: Pronto!
Verse 3
I want to go to prison
Cause there are lots of men
And in the mop closet
Commit a sexy sin
Out in the courtyard
Struggling with the weights
Lots of sexy negroes
I make a lot of dates
Back in the cell block
Face against the bars
They're moving ???
My stinky-winky star
Chorus
Masturbate, masturbate
Masturbate, masturbate
Masturbate, masturbate
Ah ah ah!
Ahhh!
