Down in the dirt You buried the boy How you spit at him, laughed at him, lust for him It's both depraved and well deserved Oh, dismiss So here we stand, neither woman nor man stands by your side Call me even now, how odd of you to ask me on my thought, How does it taste? From your place in the sand Oh, dismiss And they'll say, how long can it last? I am running down, running round into you I'll cherish you Is this is? The way That you move? I am tired now, running down, running round, right into you Oh, dismiss And they'll say, how long can it last? I am running down, running round into you I'll cherish you