Kane
I have many names
Goldfister
He's the tran
The tran that likes its rough
an iron clutch
Such a brown finger
Beckons you to enter your rear of sin
But it won't fit in
Golden jizz he will pour into your ear
But your cries can't disguise what you hold dear
For a golden girl knows when he has kissed her
It's the kiss of pain from Mister Goldfister
Pretty girl, beware of his Fist of gold
His fist is cold
He's the tran
The tran that likes its rough
an iron clutch
Such a brown finger
Beckons you to enter your rear of sin
But it won't fit in
Golden jizz he will pour into your ear
But your cries can't disguise what you hold dear
For a golden girl knows when he has kissed her
It's the kiss of pain from Mister Goldfister
Pretty girl, beware of his Fist of gold
His fist is cold