Sweep the black super market! Sweep it up with your teeth!
Put your feather in a box! (Take off! Take off!) Send it off to me!
I smell oxygen, precious Bareback on your horse, gallop off course
Get off (Get off! Get off!) filled with fury's force
There's a fire in the peach pit, a blaze in the snake pit
You erased it but we saw you fake it
There's blood on the good book, love in the bad book
Suck out all the nerve and make it yours!
You brought me to my knees Your heart, it brought me to my knees
You're so perfect to please us! You make all the right noise!
Get the business clothes off (Take off! Take off!)
and strip down to your voice!
We will show you your future and coke the air from your world
You can be our once-twice-thrice-four times the goodbye girl!
There's a crack in the blank stare, back in the black raised hair
It's not fair
I don't know who told you that but it's a lie Believe me
I swear I shall not deceive thee
I don't know who sold you that but it's a fake Remind me
My eyes see straight behind me I've never killed nobody
I promise you're my first; you always remember your first