I am in the [bad word] Mastur Bator 
Tell me where to fly I’m your ace aviator 
Look at the sea at those waves of red heat 
One million hearts pounding lust at every beat 

Mastur [bad word] of the night 
Mastur Bator, in the garden of delight 

We are the wolves out to conquer prey 
We are pilots on leave with orders to play 
We like it wicked making love beyond measure 
Excess in every way overdose on naughty pleasure 

Admire my weapon a missile filled with cream 
Battleground baby I’ll fight you till you scream 

God of love, Mastur Bator is your name 
Mastur Bator, let me love without shame