Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

John Brown’s penis was a bloody awful sight, Mucked about with gonorrhoea and buggered up with shite, The agonies of syphilis kept him awake all night, But he still went rogering along.

CHORUS: Oh, the hoary old seducer, Oh, the hoary old seducer, Oh, the hoary old seducer, He still went rogering along.

John Brown’s plonker it is turning puce and green, It might just be infected or it could be the gangrene, The tip is sprouting mushrooms such as are rarely seen, But he still keeps rogering along.

It’s droopy and its dripping and it hangs down to his knees, It’s suffering from the effects of unremitting sleaze, The smell is quite revolting like a rotting Stilton cheese, But he still keeps rogering along.

The color of his water it is sort of Amber Ale, Little gonorrhoea germs within his scrotum play, Despite these inconveniences, he goes on undismayed. Yes he still went rogering along.

The docs all flock to see it and they can’t believe the sight, He’s got a dozen poxes and it’s crusted up with shite, The funguses are pretty and glow yellow in the night, But he still keeps rogering along.

John Brown’s penis it would make a stallion proud, Eleven inches in length and a good five inches round, All the ladies loved it and they came from miles around, So he still kept rogering along.

Bits are falling off of it the end’s gone blue and black, With gonorrhoea and syphilis, chlamydia and clap, And thrush, cystitis, herpes, but it didn’t hold him back, And he still went rogering along.

They were a splendid vision, his great dipstick and balls, But the red marks are crab-bites, not just lipstick on his tool, One rotting bollock fell off and the other’s shrunk and small, But he still keeps rogering along.

Girls would come from miles around to his Baronial Hall, To see his giant penis and his one remaining ball, And see the rows of maidenheads all hung around the wall, But he still went rogering along.