The King Blues Sex Education lyrics

Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex.
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex education.

Up in his bedroom he's locked the door,
The playground conversation was real hardcore,
They arranged the meeting, he's right on time,
Sees the instant message from his friend online,
Belly rushing, cheeks turning pink,
In a blink his friend sent the link,
The little box asks him "Are you 18?"
His click of the mouse passing the testing screen.

He never had that little chat with his dad,
It weren't his mum who enlightened this lad,
It was 'Indiana Bones and the Temple of Poon',
'Saturday Night Beaver', 'The Sperminator 2',
Two Girls and One Cup, One Man and One Cup,
Some crackhead slut who's stuck for a buck,
Belly rushing, cheeks turning pink,
And in a blink his friends have the link.

Whether you like it or not,
This is our sex education [x2]


He met her introduced by a mutual mate
Finally she agreed to let him have a date,
He was mutton like lamb, she was lamb like mutton,
Just grateful no staple in her belly button.
He was so new that he was confused,
So he used her the only way he'd seen how to,
Truth is she was used to this abused,
"It must be love," she weeped, tenderly bruised.

Now no pop-up books and no blushing teacher,
No parents and no angry preacher,
No cartoons and no diagrams,
Just fifteen girls and one lucky man.
Warts and all with the moans and the groans,
Ex's filmed on mobile phones,
No giggling and certainly no doodles,
Man, that last one looked pretty brutal.

Whether you like it or not,
This is our sex education [x4]