| Lyrics: | SMUT
Smut, give me smut and nothing but, a dirty novel I can't shut
If it's uncut,
and unsub-tle
I've never quibbled, if it was ribald,
I have devoured where others merely
nibbled,
And as the judge remarked the day that he acquitted my Aunt Hortense,
To be
smut it must be ut-terly without redeeming social importance.
Por-nographic pictures I adore,
indecent magazines galore,
I like them more, if they're hard-core.
Bring on the
obscene movies, murals, postcards, neckties, samplers,
Stained-glass windows, tattoos,
anything, more, more, I'm still not satisfied.
Stories of torture used by
debauchers,
Lurid, licentious, and vile, make me smile.
Novels that pander to my taste for
candor give me a pleasure sublime
Let's face it, I love slime.
All books can be
indecent books, though recent books are bolder,
For filth, I'm glad to say, is in the mind of
the beholder.
When correctly viewed, everything is lewd.
I can tell you things about Peter
Pan
And the Wizard of Oz, there's a dirty old man!
I thrill to any book like Fanny
Hill, and I suppose I always will
If it is swill, and really fil-thy.
Who needs a hobby,
like tennis, or philately? I've got a hobby-
Re-reading Lady Chatterly. But now they're trying
to take
It all away from us unless we take a stand and hand in hand we fight
For freedom
of the press, in other words smut (I love it!)
Ah, the adventures of a slut. Oh, I'm a market
they can't glut
I don't know what compares with smut. Hip hip hooray let's hear it
For the
Supreme Court. Don't let them take it away.
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