I plot your rubric scara
I steal your satin light
I want your life to be mine
Maybe tonight, maybe tonight
I choose to steal what you choose to show
And you know I will not apologize
You're mine for the taking
I'll make it a career of evil
I'll make it a career of evil
I'd like your blue-eyed horseshoe
I'd like your emerald horny-toad
I'd like to do it to your daughter on a dirt road
And then I'd spend your ransom money
But still, I'd keep your sheep
I'd peel the mask you're wearing
And then rob you of your sleep
Rob you of your sleep