he is the angel with the
scabbed wings

hard-drug face, want
to powder his nose

he will deflower the
freshest crop

dry up all the
wombswith his rock
and roll sores

dead

is what he is, he does
what he please

the things that he has
you'll never want to
see

what you're never
gonna be now

sketch a little
keyholefor looking-
glass people

you don't want to be
him

you only want to see
him

mommy's got a
scarecrow, gotta let
the corn grow

man can't always reap
what he sow

'he is the maker'

(he is the taker)

'he is the saviour'

(he is the raper)

(verse 2)

(chorus)

get back you're never
gonna leave him

get back you're always
gonna please him