Letra de The Man Who Taught His Asshole To Play The Flute

Not being the slightest aware of the novel Naked Lunch And "The man who taught his asshole to talk" No Joakim didn´t have a hunch But nevertheless, there´s a parallel Even though a quite bizarre one You might want to know what a regular person Would hesitate to call fun Well, if you find yourself at Joakim´s place Standing by the kitchen sink You´re about to pick up a glass from the dishes To have whatever kind of drink And if there´s a flute with a green embouchure Lying there looking innocent Depending on whether you had that drink Should I tell you where that flute went? He´s the man who taught his asshole to play the flute He´s the man who taught his asshole to play the flute He´s the man who taught his asshole to play the flute He´s the man who taught his asshole to play the flute