Unleashed Mrs. Minister

You preach your message of moral high

Heaven knows how you must lie

A sound Christian life, how sad

So restrained, but you need it so bad

Mrs. Minister, so prude and upper glass

Mrs. Minister, the night comes

And you're switching fast

Mrs. Minister, becomes the dildo queen

Mrs. Minister, you jam it up

Then suck it clean

Born rich, of high society

Will respected for all to see

Cannot mix with the working man

Oh so proud, but you need it so bad

Mrs. Minister, so prude and upper glass

Mrs. Minister, the night comes

And you're switching fast

Mrs. Minister, becomes the dildo queen

Mrs. Minister, you jam it up

Then suck it clean