Drop Dead Gorgeous

Strut your stuff
Do your thing
Dial soixante-neuf
on your ding-a-ling

The whole world’s your dildo
Awash with champagne
Drop acid for breakfast
Dine on cocaine

Pierce your proboscis
Paint your clit red
Wear genocide knickers
Lap-dance the dead

As the ice-caps dissolve
and your implants go bad
Fall through the net
Go virtually mad

Beyond in the graveyard
the silent stones say
"We’ll see you guys later!"
"Have a good day!"