Was there a thrust?
Because I have found
A crust
Jizzy crust!
Is all over
All over for me
If they see
The crusty sea, oh my, oh me
What am I to do
Oh Jizzy crust, no!
Not you
Don’t point the guilty finger
Or stain my reputation
What a mess
I must confess
Jizzy crust
Not again
She’s dirtied my soul.