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