What more perversion could a man desire
Than to beaten be with electric wire ?
Upon his XXXX some dirty wench
Aye, and on the table a jug of punch.

Toora loora loo . . .

Brown Adam came back to the bower
And a little thereby stood he
To hear some poxy full false knight
Hear this from his lady gay :

You're OK for a quickie, lad - Brown Adam's off hunting venison. At least, that's what he said he was doing . . .