UNCLE AND HIS AMAZING TECHNICOLOURED FORESKIN

I closed my eyes, drew back my foreskin, ah a ahh, to see for certain, ah a ahh, what I thought I knew. Not far away (not far away), something was weeping, aha ahh, but the world was sleeping, ah a ahh, any dream will do. I tore my skin (he tore his skin), with cheesy lining, ah a ahh, bright helmet shining, ah a ahh, wonderful and new. And in the east (and in the east), the dawn was breaking, ah a ahh, and the world was waking, ah a ahh, any dream will do. A crash of drums, a flash of light, my tight foreskin flew out of sight. The cheese it faded into darkness, i was left alone. May It pull back (may it pull back), to the beginning, ah a ahh, the light is dimming, ah a ahh, and the dream is too. The world and I (the world and i), we are still waiting, ah a ahh, still hesitating, ah a ahh, any dream will do. A crash of drums, a flash of light, my huge foreskin flew out of sight. My willy faded into darkness i was left alone. May It return to the beginning, ah a ahh, the cheese is dimming, ah a ahh, and the dream is too. The world and I (the world and i), we are still waiting, ah a ahh, still hesitating, ah a ahh, any skin will do.