Sex Gum, The Song

Inspired by yesterday’s Zionist Sex Gum of Death ^TM story and sung to the tune of Tom Jones’ Sex Bomb

Spy on me baby use satellite
Infrared to see me move through the night
Aim gonna fire shoot me right
Like a Qassam, not a kite

Now you found the secret code I use
to blow away those evil Jews
So I can’t deny or do cause you’re
better than the 72.

Chorus:
Sex gum sex gum love my sex gum
You can give it to me, when I need to come along
Sex gum sex gum love my sex gum
And baby you can turn me on.

No dont get me wrong aint gonna do you no harm (no)
Unless your a Jew, then I say “so long”
This sex gum fills me with elation
Premature explodation

Make me explode although you know
a bomb belt is the way to go
And yes, I must react to claims of those
who say that you are no goat

2x Chorus:

(Break)
You can give me more and more counting up the score
You can turn me upside down and inside out
This sort of thing ain’t really my arena
Now I’m ok with you calling me Hyena

Chorus:
Sex gum  sex gum love my sex gum
You can give it to me, when I need to be turned on
Sex gum  sex gum love my sex gum
And baby you can turn me on. 8x