Can you hear the whispering wind?
Over the screams of your dying friends?
Did you know your life was mine?
You know what I got
HAM ON THE BONE
A little thing
That I can’t leave alone
Now I feel the purpose of my life defined
HAM ON THE BONE
Is mine
Now you’re on call
To the desperate scene
At the throbbing ball
And you’ll do it all
Now you become my geni-thrall.
You know what I got
HAM ON! HAM ON! HAM ON! HAM ON!
(x100)
Now my hand grasps
My throbbing root and shan’t unclasp
Go to the head of the class
As I madly stroke my flaccid shaft.