Reece's Pieces, I Don't Know Who John Cleese Is?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qgU-FdGz154Oh, it's a shame that I have to tape overThose elysian smiles I thought I'd keep foreverI remember it all like it was yesterdayForget it all, set it down, hit record, and back awayMy intestines are fastening lacesIntolerable to fucking untangleThese vigilant eyes can't keep off the timekeepersSecond-hand every angleWhat's keeping you waiting? Usually out before I open my eyesWhy did you pick today to epilate between your thighs?Are you waiting for his tongue to come?And brush against your cleaned trimmed hair?I hope he knows, that curvilinear gyrating spaceWon't be the only thing he'll taste down thereStop to think about it, if we've both flooded the same skinYou've tasted me, I've tasted youWho knows how many places my tongue has been?My tongue has beenI left, you stayed, I hoped and prayedThat these nauseating thoughts weren't trueBefore we met, I wouldn't betI would give up nihilism for youNothing ever made sense, was I even real?Took everything I wouldn't touch, and made me feel (Hell yeah!)I had all my faith in youThat you would never commit an act of deceitTo wake up in the ante meridianKnowing there would be solid ground to support my feetIf it is alright (if it is alright) to conceal the truthThen when does the concealment end, and lying begin?Tell me when? Tell me when? This is a maudlin motion pictureA theme song in search of a movieI've got the perfect script to match this tuneWho really knows what goes on in the afternoon?Let's not ruin the surpriseI don't buy these incredulous denialsDo you think you've found the exit t o your escape?I really shouldn't be thinking this wayIt would put my mind at ease if I caught your ass on tapeThere'll be no excuses babyI'll forward this to your friends and familyMaybe I should reconsider this diagnosisLet's think things out before we concludeCommonly a virtuoso at these proceduresBut this was the saddest thing my eyes have ever viewedThe postmeridian hours that we performedSeemed like such a perfunctory routineBut I can obviously tell by the footage hereThat you're in love with his machineHow could you do this to me?Next time you won't get out so easilyNow that I know what I'm up against, I came preparedBat in hand, behind the closest door I painfully staredSay "hello" to this bark, in-between your teethSoon you will also be bleeding from underneathIt took balls to do what you've doneHaving your manhood in your mouth is no funAnd as for you darling, you're going nowhereIt's kind of hard to move when you're tied to a chairSee there's a twist to this lovely, for you to seeWhat's hiding in your wardrobe isn't a shopping spreeCome out to stilts supporting the wait of lustI always thought you were someone I could always trustNow watch this, we're smacking fleshI'm sure you don't even careBut with your eyelids sewn back to your browsThis leaves you forced to stareWith a wire wrapped around his neckTightly tied to a treeThere he stood on the top of the cliffWith his inanimate life above the seaHe drinks his virulent drinkAnd sets himself on firePulls the trigger through the mid-airMisses his head, and snaps the wireNow choking and strangling in the waterHis body begins to sinkNot only did that put out the flamesBut he regurgitated his drinkThis wasn't the worse thing that could happen... yes it isWe're dying slowing againWe're dying slowly again?Stop! Rewind! Watch them die!Stop! Rewind! Watch them die!Stop! Rewind! Watch them die!Stop! Rewind! Watch them die!Stop! Rewind! Watch them die! (Oh don't you love to play it back, and watch it all over?) Stop! Rewind! Watch them die! (Oh don't you love to play it back, and watch it all over?)