What’s this?

[APHRODITE]

What's this? What's this?

There's color everywhere

What's this?

There's white things in the air

What's this?

I can't believe my eyes, I must be dreaming

Wake up, girl, this isn't fair

What's this?

What's this? What's this?

I’m feeling quite distressed

What's this?

There's no one who’s undressed

What's this?

The streets were decorated, recent

Everybody seems so decent

Did I take something malfeasant? What is this?

What's this?

There's people throwing snowballs instead of giving head

They're busy building toys and I think none are meant for bed

There's frost on every window, oh, I can't believe my brain

And in my skin I feel the warmth that's making me insane

Oh, look, what's this?

They're hanging mistletoe, they kiss?

Is that how they get off?

Intrigued

They're gathering around to hear a story, now my interest is piqued

What's this?

What's this?

Oh look, in here they've brought the poppers out, so queer!

For anal, I don’t doubt.

Or not? They’ve stuffed them all with tiny little crowns

I guess there’s no one going down, yet there's a smile on everyone

So, now correct me if I'm wrong

They still have fun, this looks like fun

Oh, could it be I got my wish?

What's this?

Oh my, what now?

The women are asleep

But look, no dicks between their teeth

No sex, no satyrs here to bang, ensnare them or backbare them

Only little cozy things secure inside their dreamland, odd.

What's this?

The bottoms are all missing and the masters can't be found

Yet in this place there seems to be good feeling all around

Instead of moans, I swear, I can hear music in the air

The smell of cakes and pies are absolutely everywhere

The sights, the sounds

They're everywhere and all around

I've never felt so fresh before

This place is inside of me and fills me up

I simply cannot get enough

I want it, oh, I want it, oh, I want it for my own

I've got to know, I've got to know

What is this place that I have found?

What is this!?

Christmas Town? Mm