Letras
Allow me to be frank at the commencement
You will not like me
The gentlemen will be envious, and the ladies will be repelled
You will not like me now, and you will
Like me a good deal less as we go on
Ladies, an announcement
I am up for it, all the time
That is not a boast or an opinion; it is bone-hard medical fact
I put it round, you know, and you will
Watch me putting it round and sigh for it
Don't
It is a deal of trouble for you, and you are better off
Watching and drawing your conclusions from a distance
Than you would be if I got my tass up your petty throats
Gentlemen, do not despair
I am up for that as well, and the same warning applies
Still your cheesy erections till I've had my say
But later, when you shag, and later you will shag, I shall
Expect it of you, and I will know if you have let me down
I wish you to shag with my humungular image rattling in your gonads
Feel how it was for me, how it is for me, and ponder
Was that shudder the same shudder he sensed?
Did he know something more profound?
Or is there some wall of wretchedness that we all
Batter with our heads at that shining, livelong moment?
That is it
That is my prologue
Nothing in rhyme, no protestations of modesty
You were not expecting that, I hope
I am William Control
And I do not want you to like me