"Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please There's something I don't understand Patty Lee, turn the lights on please This party's gotten out of hand."
Those were the last words her suitor spoke before he croaked In seven seconds he'd be dead, tied to the headboard of Patty Lee's bed
"Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please There's something I don't understand Patty Lee, turn the lights on please This party's gotten out of hand."
Patty Lee sloughed her skin and showed what was within It's hard to describe, she moved like smoke and sounded like ice
"Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please There's something I don't understand Patty Lee, turn the lights on please This party's gotten out of hand."
We used to be gods Now we're so plain It took ten million years Just to say my real name Back before Babylon Shit was cool Now we've all got our saddles on We trot to school
If I may wax poetic I think the facts are plain I am the moon ascendant I am not soon to wane
See my shadows, twice the mountain Or stretched across the desert plain Shouting sun flares up like fountains Shouting planets down like rain