Sexx Laws by Beck

Sexx Laws

can't you hear those cavalry drums?
hijacking your equilibrium
midnight snacks in the mausoleum
where the pixilated doctors moan

carnivores in the Kowloon night
breathin' freon by the candlelight
coquettes bitch-slap you so polite
'til you thank them for the tea and sympathy

I wanna defy the logic of all sex laws
let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone at the halfway home
I'm a full-grown man but I'm not afraid to cry

Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine
perfumed blokes on the Ginza line
runnin' buck wild like a concubine
whose mother never held her hand

brief encounters in Mercedes Benz
wearin' hepatitis contact lens
bed and breakfast getaway weekends
with Sports Illustrated moms

I wanna defy the logic of all sex laws
let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone at the halfway home
I'm a full-grown man but I'm not afraid to cry