Ham On The Bone

Can you hear the whispering wind? Over the screams of your dying friends? Did you know your life was mine? You know what I got A little thing HAM ON THE BONE Now I feel the purpose of my life defined That I can't leave alone HAM ON THE BONE Is mine Now you're on call To the desperate scene At the throbbing ball And you'll do it all You know what I've got HAM ON! HAM ON! HAM ON! HAM ON! Now you've become my geni-thrall Now my hand grasps (X1 00) My throbbing root and shan't unclasp Madly stroke my flacid shaft Go to the head of the cla*s