The tone is set from the get-go with "Krank It Up," on which Walters bellows, "Everybody are you ready to bleed? Everybody are you ready to seed, tonight?" The guitars are just as salacious, all squealing bad-boy boogie. The horny-old-man anthem "Arrest Me" rides a Scorpions riff while Walters ogles young girls, Jerry Lee Lewis-style: "Got no hips, oh, but what lips." Even chugging gut-busters like "Yellow Fever" are filled with libidinous metal sentiment: "Hair's so long and black, runnin' down the length of your back/Teeth are fully messed, but they are the ones that are the best."
Of course, there's also plenty of devolved stompers, sure to leave necks sore for a week. The monstrous "Ripped in Half" is Thin Lizzy dipped in tar, album highlight "Ripe and Innocent" is the soundtrack to struttin' through Parma with a big-ass comb sticking out of your back pocket, and the hot-under-the-collar Kiss worship of "Back for the Show" is a melodic meat grinder. It's all pointedly silly, sexy fun, as these dudes take their tongues out of their cheeks just long enough to stick them down your girlfriend's throat.