I had a dream last night:
Venous
… A goddess on a mountain topWas burning like a silver flame
The summit of disease and death
And Cancer was her name
… She's got it
Yeah, baby, she's got it
Well, I'm your Venous
I'm your Venous Cell Carcinoma
Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your Venous Cell Carcinoma
… Her weapons were her crystal eyes
Making every man mad
Black as the dark night she was
Got what no one else had, whoa!
The summit of disease and death
And Cancer was her name
… She's got it
Yeah, baby, she's got it
Well, I'm your Venous
I'm your Venous Cell Carcinoma
Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your Venous Cell Carcinoma
… Her weapons were her crystal eyes
Making every man mad
Black as the dark night she was
Got what no one else had, whoa!
… She's got it
Yeah, baby, she's got it
Well, I'm your Venous
I'm your Venous Cell Carcinoma
Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your Venous Cell Carcinoma
*There is no cancer denominated Venous Cell Carcinoma. In my dream I had another real cancer name but I forgot it. There's Renal Cell Carcinoma that invades the veins but the homonym of Venous with Venus in the song was too delicious to resist.