Hey honey, I'm home

I'm strapping myself
To the railroad tracks
With a dagger of lust in my chest
And the reins of commitment
On my back

My face is a two side mask
Yes, it is
Left side compassion
Right side I'd just as
Soon tell ya to kiss my butt

Holy, holy Moses
Ought to show his face
When the song of the church
Is food for the slave
Too many in the kitchen

Swing batter, batter swing

I've, been
Listening closely to all your lies
They ring untrue and shackle my brain
With the mumbo-jumbo I despise

Jack sprat, chewing the fat
We all trust him, imagine that!
The blind leading the easily led
Circling, spiraling, losing our faith

Hey, now, now, hey, yeah

Holy, holy Moses
Ought to show his face
When the song of the church
Is food for the slave
Too many in the kitchen

Gotta get up

Oh, I like it

Holy, holy Moses
Ought to show his face
When the song of the church
Is food for the slave
Too many in the kitchen