Home-Made Opression

Little secrets
They keep you up all night long
Nasty secrets
Go for them!
Little secrets caught down inside your mind
They keep you up all night long
Nasty secrets won't ever leave you alone
Go for them!
Hear me!
These sweet girls
Hard to find
Will be mine
I grab them
I slap them
As I like
And sometimes he feels
Sometimes he feels
This is his home-made oppression
And sometimes he feels
Sometimes he feels
This may be the road to obsession
Little secrets
They keep you up all night long
Nasty secrets
Go for them!
Little secrets caught down inside you mind
They keep you up all night long
Nasty secrets won't ever leave you alone
Go for them!
Hear me!
Those cute boys
I grab them
I slap them
And sometimes he feels
Sometimes he feels
This is his home-made oppression
And sometimes he feels
Sometimes he feels
This may be the road to obsession
You there in your suits 'n' jackets
Smiling at each other bright
Your children sitting on your lap
Four hours to go until midnight
And while you swagger about your life
I can see your poison fang
All you ever really wanted is to take part in a gang bang
Fuck you!
You never gonna be
One in your own way
You hang on with masturbation
You need of young flesh
Will be your early death
You're dreaming of mass copulation
This is his home-made oppression
Although it's all in his brain
Down the road of obsession
'Cause it feels more real with pain
This is his home-made oppression
Although it's all in his brain
Down the road of obsession
'Cause it feels more real with pain
Fuck you!
You never gonna be
One in your own way
You hang on with masturbation
Your need of young flesh
Will be your early death
You're dreaming of mass copulation