♪♪ Bears, cucumbers, shades and fungi, some are buried from the nose.♪ Fetishes of every type, fighting out on a joy more hype.♪ An act that we all know, even though it's movie-blown.♪ Deep's the road, so they stay in line, and from the line of day.♪ Humans have a trail.♪ Humans have a trail.♪ Humans have a trail.♪ Humans have a trail.♪ Watch them jump, you can take them all, and right down to their pits.♪ So *** yourself another twirl, chop them up into yourself.♪ Now they're running the wheel, you can be happy or fella.♪ A penal act of love, it's time they fall down as a turbo-plugger.♪ Humans have a trail.♪ Humans have a trail.♪ Humans have a trail.♪ Humans have a trail.♪♪ Humans have a trail.♪ Humans have a trail.♪ Humans have a trail.♪ Humans have a trail.♪