Axie Post of the Day: The Eyes Have It!

He’s a very cheeky boy
The kind you don’t take home to mother
He’ll drink you under the table before his spirits are down
Once you get him off the street, ow boy

He likes the Swalkers in the band
He says that PB&Js are his all-time favourites
When he make his move to his room it’s HAZMAT time
It’ll cause death after a sneeze

That boy is pretty wild now
The boy’s a supergeek you read about
In Dostoevsky magazines

That boy is pretty kinky
The boy’s a super freak
I really love to tease him
Every time we meet
The sun’s not as bright, so, yeah, he’s all right
That boy’s all right with me, yeah

He’s a super freak, super freaked
By my super-freaky
Evil-lip-eye-deaky

Yow!

Super-freak, freaked by super-freaky-deaky
He’s a very special boy
The kind of boy you want to know
From his head down to his ingrown toenails
Man of incomparable feats, yeah

And he’ll wait for Swalker backstage with “BYOKS”
In a limousine
Going back in Chinatown
Three’s not a crowd, it’s a start
“Room 714, I’ll be waiting”
When they get there he’s got PB&J-flavoured condoms, bacon candles, and Sparks’ Econoline
It’s such a freaky sign…
Of the freaky-deaky things to cum

Temptations sing!
Ohhhhh
Super freak, super freak
That’s a super-freak-deaky boy
Ohhhhh

He’s a very cheeky boy
The kind you don’t take home to father
He’ll drink you under the table before his spirits are down
Once you get him off the street, ow boy

Bow, Axe, bow!