Nothing's going to stop it And nothing you do will prevent it Reaching out and caressing Your soft and sinuous throat And is it going to hurt you Or is it going to make you feel so good You could Explode Sharp and tacky Lacking depth and subtlety Sponge-like Soft and suspect Nothing's going to stop it All over the world it spreads And glides and whispers Foul messages of hope and sincerity Into ears encrusted with the Smelly encrustations of cynicism Ah it's a fine world It's a lovely life And nothing's going to stop it Prevent it Deter it Destroy it Deter or destroy it But what about the insidious Polyethylene priests of Pan-Japanese prophecy Scheming silently into the Restrooms of the nation Baring their rotten teeth To clasp onto the Soft and sinuous throats Of their cracked reflections In fly-blown mirrors I ask you Who wants to stop it Let's embrace it Rancid breath and all The common man and woman Must rise up and defend Their God-given right to suffocate In the padded temple of their own choice Ah, what's it all about anyway? Stumble, fall, cave in Slop all over the careless carpetted floor Oozing with primeval guilt Nothing's going to stop it