[Verse 1]
Sent to me, upon the lips and axes
Sensory, decomposition, acne

[Chorus]
They're calling at me for real, this time
And latching on
The critters of the red dream
Guide my fingers, Sexotron

And I don't need no camera
To find myself in the dark
Oh, tickle, tickle me, try
I fight the urge and break apart

[Verse 2]
Cheerful whip
The gun emergency man

Children of the gun
Cheer free, and [?] dance
Dance, dance, dance

Oh, when I go
The danger in mе
Who is hiding
Hiding from
The animals, surrounding

[Chorus]
They're calling at mе for real, this time
And latching on, yeah
The critters of the red dream
Guide my fingers, Sexotron

Well, I don't need no camera
To find myself in the dark
Oh, tickle, tickle me, try
I fight the urge and break apart

[Breakdown]
Well, I don't need no camera
Well, I don't need no camera
Well, I don't need no camera
No, I don't need no
Need no fucking camera

[Bridge]
I get my trick on
Real cool, real fast
I need to stick on
The real used, real sad
Had a real boohoo weekend
I rang the bell, ready, set
She answered the door, and she said:

"Your people are not out before yet"

Well, in the morning
I sit upright, to the light
Feeling something, lingering
From the night

Strained, as to who can see it
Division lines understand

I sleep as a troubled future
And I awake with a God
And scorch to my laugh

[Outro]
Oh, show me how, Sexotron