Getting It On

We took the children 
Made 'em listen 
Gave 'em lines and gave 'em prison 
Requisition ammunition 
Allocate just what they're missing 
Some discipline 
Disciples 
Shiny rifles 
Itchy fingers 
Open Bibles 
Watershed and Evil Dead (end) 

Get in 
Get into me 
Get in the pink 
So stand aside, I'm coming in 

You got soul on your side 
I'm left to my right 
You fit like a charm 
So I dare to extend my arm 

My hand got bitten 
But I'm really coming along 
Apply the balm and see the people getting it on 

Like I said, stand aside, I'm coming in 
I'm aping thee 
I stand erect and swing in trees 
I shout of football in the street 

I'm getting it on to convince you you're wrong 
That you'll come to no harm 
If you dare to extend your arm 

But your hand got bitten 
Now you're really coming along 
Piranha karma 
See the people getting it on 
Getting it on... 

We took the children to the mountain 
Made 'em ill and filled prescriptions 
Contradictions 
Dogs of war with teeth of wisdom 
Shine the searchlight through a prism 
Through a pinhole 
Hold a candle 
To the playground 
Kids don't play there any more 
Oh why are swings such sinister things? 

We all got bitten 
But we're really coming along 
Wake from our coma to be the people getting it on 
Getting it on 
Getting it on.