Sell your secrets I want to know What the sighting of the brethren in a city of gold Means to hold and what they want to love (don't you mean that vampire?) What they want to hiss, kiss, love and puff (could you and your hips try?) Born from a mind amidst decay He's a rover Dancing in the wind on fallen land Little shy town Needs a little man to spill the blood Rover Sail your flagship between the goats While the other men wait for more to loathe Pout your vagina, I need to know (did you wash that cockhand?) While the boss shags the brethren chose (fight to fuck or dance to live) Born from a mind amidst decay He's a rover Dancing in the wind on fallen land Little shy town Needs a little man to spill the blood Rover