Big Balls - Bonnie "Prince" Billy

Balls they come up happy

When I place them in your hand

And I will acknowledge with a cocking of my head

When the faces rise against us

'cause we’re moderate or meek

They’ll see we’ve got the only balls of them all

I’ve got big balls

O I’ve got big balls

I’ve got big balls

And they’re dirty big balls

And he’s got big balls

And she’s got big balls

But they’re not the only balls of them all

We could be eating pudding

But we’d rather place our balls

In their mouths when they are eating

And let 'em be themselves

Well the world is bound to splinter

Still in paris they will cry

«we've got the only balls of them all»

O balls will make you happy

O balls all the time

Press your balls against the mirror

Now you’re pressing them to mine!

Well my balls are always bouncing

To the left and to the right

They’ve found themselves a color

And they peer into the night

Once you’ve mouthed my testicles

You’ll know I’m not a liar

I’ve got great balls of fire