Tuesday, September 11, 2007

(NSFW) The Ball of Inverness

THE BALL OF INVERNESS
There where four and twenty virgins
at the ball of Inverness
And when then ball was over
there where four and twenty less

Swing your balls to your partner
and your ass against the wall
If you don’t get fucked this Saturday night
you'll never get fucked at all

The village magician was there
doing his special trick
putting his legs over his head
and standing on his prick

Swing your balls...

They where fucking in the kitchen
they where fucking in the hall
You couldn’t here the music
for the clinging of the balls

Swing your balls...

Little Tommy he was there
but he was only eight
he was to young for women
so he had to masturbate

Swing your balls...

The village idiot he was there
sitting on a pole
Drawing his foreskin over his head
and whistling through the hole

Swing your balls...

The village doctor he was there
he had his bag of tricks
And in between the dances
he was sterilising pricks

Swing your balls...

The village cripple he was there
he couldn't do very much
He lined them up against the wall
and fucked them with his crutch

Swing your balls...

The village butcher he was there
with a copper in his hand
And every time he took the floor
he circumcises the band

Swing your balls...

The vicar and his wife was there
the vicar had some fun
The vicar had his finger in
another lady's bum

Swing your balls...

The vicars daughter she was there,
performing a stumbling stunt.
Hanging from the ceiling
by the suction of her cunt.

Swing your balls...

The prostitute was also there,
she sung her special hits.
Slided down the riverside
and landed on her tits.

Swing your balls...

The postman he was also there
the poor man got the pox
he couldn't fuck the women
so he fucked a letterbox

Swing your balls...

The village smithy he was there
his prick was iron ware.
When the first begun to rust
he swapped it for a spare.

Swing your balls...

There were fucking in the bedroom,
there were fucking in the stairs.
You couldn't see the carpet
for the mass of curly hair.

Swing your balls...

And when the ball was over
everyone of them confessed
They all enjoyed the music
but the fucking was the best

1 comment:

Willem said...

Well I guess the kids have taught me a lot of songs over the years... Time to teach one to them!