Don't let your mate catch your eye Cause he may see, your dark desire Oh, it's something tangible, something grown inside And that urge, it's ticking, it's driving, like a fucking bomb Tic Tic Tic Tic Tic Tic Tic Tic Tic Tic You're just a simple boy, with simple needs And like all those before, you have an urge to heed Your pollination, blown across the land So, you take the matters in your hand Hand explosion, taking over It's a hand explosion Hand explosion, taking over It's a hand explosion Hand explosion, taking over It's a hand explosion Hand explosion, taking over It's a hand explosion Hand explosion Its taking over