Rub Some Butter On It

We are hoop dancers
At a roadside attraction
We are Westside distractions
On a path that never ends

We preheat, bake, moisten and slice
Then rub some butter on it

Simple truth is our religion
Implicit trust our faith
Seeking pleasure, sharing leisure
Burning heaven to the ground

We preheat, bake, moisten and slice
Then rub some butter on it

We are time splicers
(Rub some butter on it)
Creating nostalgia
(Rub some butter on it)
With candlelight and wine

We preheat, bake, moisten and slice
Then rub some butter on it

We have the cake and eat it too
In candlelight with wine
An unadulterated love unguent
A soft thick hot stick

Rub some butter on it
Rub some butter on it
Rub some butter on it
Rub some butter on it