» Voyeur in the Foyer

The stale stench of sin hits you as you venture in
A welcome on the mat, there’s a corset on the cat,
A secret place to meet, where you have to be discreet
The drinks begin to flow, and the girls begin to blow

That girls only a quarter of his age.
Leather clad is all the rage
What’s become of humankind?
The view I got it blew my mind, The view I got it blew my mind
The view I got it blew my mind, The view I got it blew my mind

Lacy underwear, have it crotchless if preferred
Chambers for the boys, who like to play with toys
Drinks are served by gimps, who double up as pimps
A policeman over there’s got a schoolgirl by the hair

That girls only a quarter of his age.
Leather clad is all the rage
What’s become of humankind?
The view I got it blew my mind, The view I got it blew my mind
The view I got it blew my mind, The view I got it blew my mind

The scantily dressed, service each and every guest
You can have her lick your chest, or snort cocaine from off her breast
Old an’ grey or overweight, a seedy episode awaits
Pick yourself a door, and you’ll find yourself a ****

The rattling of chains, and the previous mans remains
Desperation mixed with lust, it’ll fill you with disgust
Degradation in the air, man it’s spreading everywhere
Consuming everyone, I think it’s time for me to run.

That girls only a quarter of his age.
Leather clad is all the rage
What’s become of humankind?
The view I got it blew my mind, The view I got it blew my mind
The view I got it blew my mind, The view I got it blew my mind