The moon is a gaping hole in the sky

The moon is a gaping hole in the sky
Through which heaven's glow rains down,
And God smiles upon the night,
And men cower and frown,
For night is when the bandits come
From every ill-bred hollow
To steal the little kiddies' toys
To keep and not to borrow.
Night is when the female flesh
Hits the bricks to prey
On innocent, honest white boys
To be their virgin lay.
And way above in heaven
God regards his land
And weeps the tears of sorrow
For the tyranny of man.