Poet for Sale

Poet for sale
A real live one
Yeah

Yes, a real live person for sale
I have my values anyway
Clothing no extra charge of course
Buy me now, go on
Buy me now
Save yourself

Get a gnome for your home
Or an angel in a taxi cab
Or a corpse in a London bus
Or a fairy in your dairy milking petty cash

All you gotta do is buy me and I'm yours
All yours
No extra charge

And my hair is real I tell you
It's real
I beat as I sleep
As I dream
You could have me today
No deposit
And I'm interest free too
Interest free

Isn't that enough?

Take me and I will love you
Love you
Love you
Love you
And then

Eat you
Eat you

Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you

Swallow you whole

Master
Your word is law
Wipe your feet on my mouth
And I'll wait at your door
Am I really wanted?
Am I, am I?
Am I wanted?
Is my head to be rented
Till demented?

Look, I'm no brothel full of philosophic muscle
I'm no menstruating minstrel in a bedroom with no headroom
I'm no rotten ill-gotten corpse of cold glutton to be bought cheap

So piss off purchasers