He is the angel with the scabbed wings Hard-drug face, want to powder his nose He will deflower the freshest crop Dry up all the wombswith his rock and roll sores
Dead Is what he is, he does what he please The things that he has you'll never want to see What you're never gonna be now Sketch a little keyholefor looking-glass people You don't want to see him You only want to be him Mommy's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow Man can't always reap what he sow \"He is the maker\" (He is the taker) \"He is the saviour\" (He is the raper)
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
Get back you're never gonna leave him Get back you're always gonna please him