I've got pink bubbles in my head,
Playing tetris in the sky.
And this edifice with a steeple,
Caused your power high.

Chorus:
I don't wanna go back X4,
To the holy bastion.
Well we can point our fingers on a Sunday Morning.
It seems that I played my best card too late,
Since 5 million to heaven is the going rate.

You've got eyes like a babe,
And cherry trees for legs.
Then they put me on trial,
For a yellow smile.
And those lily-livered crooks,
Didn't preach for awhile.

They bit off my fingers,
And sew on toes.
So I could show everyone,
I'm the Devil's red rose.

Repeat chorus.