He is teh angel with the scabbed wings,

hard drug face, wan to powder his nose

he will deflower the freshest crop

dry up all the wombs with 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 youre never gonna be now

sketch a little keyhole for the looking-glass people.



you don't want to be him,

only want to see him.

mommys got a scare crow, 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