“Play On” (song by Quai Disciplines)

Bottoms and Tops, gather around

You’ve got a space where your voice is found
Listen up, all you beautiful freaks
Find your stations and let the voyeurs peak

Guardian angels dressed in black
Girls in tartan skirts give me a heart attack
Shibari artists weaving their dreams
No means of escape from their web it seems

We do what we do. Play on
We live how we live. Play on

Bend over that bench. Hike up her skirt
Teach her a lesson for being a flirt
Whack after whack, is there anything better
Look at her backside. Could it get any redder?

Heat up the wax. Lay a body down
Make a colorful creation. Hear a moaning sound
In the center ring there’s a new display
Mistress with her pretty boys. Dig it – pony play

We do what we do. Play on
We live how we live. Play on