Sexx Laws lyrics

Can't you hear those cavalry drums hijacking your equilibrium?
Midnite snacks in the mausoleum where the pixelated doctors moan
Carnivores in the Kowloon night, breathing freon by the candlelight
Coquettes bitch slap you so polite 'til you thank them for the tea and sympathy
I want to defy the logic of all sexx laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrist
I'll let you be my chaperone at the halfway home
I'm a full grown man but I'm not afraid to cry

Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine, perfumed blokes on the Ginza line
Running buck wild like a concubine who's mother never held her hand
Brief encounters in Mercedes-Benz, wearing hepatitis contact lens
Bed and breakfast getaway weekends with Sports Illustrated moms
I want to defy the logic of all sexx laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrist
I'll let you be my chaperone at the halfway home
I'm a full grown man but I'm not afraid to cry

I want to defy the logic of all sexx laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrist
I'll let you be my chaperone at the halfway home
I'm a full grown man but I'm not afraid to cry