You want two heads on you body

And you've got two mirrors in your hand.

Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick

and your nose is too small for this land.

inside your room your jail

inside your mouth the elephants trunk and booze,

Inside your head is your town

the only key to your bail

Coda:



Want two heads on your body

and you've got two mirrors in your hand

Two heads can be put together.



And you can fill both your feet with sand.

Noone will know you've gutted your mind
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Your lions are fighting with chairs,




but what will you do with your bloody hands?

Your women are tired of dying alive

your arms are incredibly fat;

if you've had any women at that.

Wearing your comb like an ax in your head



List'ning for signs of life;

Children are sucking on stone and lead

And chasing their hoops with a knife;

Keep them polished and shining;

New breasts and jewels for the girl,

For no child of mine. (Go to CodaPut a lock on her belly at night, sweet life,

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