Breseis:
Charity, sir,
Spare a ducat, sir
Would you confer
Some of your gold?
It's for a cause
Well within the laws
For the criminally insane
And mentally obtuse
See, it was Father who donated me
To the charity
Now as anyone can see
All I have to do is simper prettily
Why, this life is easy!
Patronage, sir,
Spare your daughter, sir
Don't consult her
Swap for a girl
Listen, don't start
Lust is not your fault
You're criminally insane
And mentally obtuse
Slurp your drink
And don't think
We could ever hate you
Don't ask why
The girls cry
When their clothes are loosed
Come on, darling,
Don't be so shy, now
We're only brainless slave girls
Go on, sailor,
I know you don't care
Never for brainless slaves
No pressure
Just pleasure
That's what you were thinking
No guilt thoughts
Just drunk sots
Drowned in sex and drink
Come on darling, Don't be so shy, now We're only brainless slave girls
Go on, sailor
I know you don't care
Never for brainless slaves
Life isn't fair
Heaven doesn't care
No one out there
Looks out for us
So spare some alms, sir,
Do a good turn
For the criminally insane
And mentally obtuse
For the criminally insane
And mentally obtuse