There's a snakeskin bedroom bang in the middle
Of a fun??ny little place called "Hell." (Oh well.)
Everybody there's got trouble by the dozen
It's a lone-ly little place to dwell . .
. Hope I don't make the trip through the floor
You told me once, "I want it but you wanted it more"
I know kung fu, you know nothing
But toge??-ther we can make it real. (Good deal.)
Kicking our own way out of every prison
With my brains and your high heels . .
. Love your myth coupled with your vast ocean . .
Take my eyes as the prize for your devotion . .
. Oh take me to El Rey I got this real need to pray
. Come find me where the vampires all keep their heads on display
. I'm a new man living in a old skin
. I've been dead to you ever since Berlin
. Oh teacher, I'm restless, just say the word and I'll be blameless
Make me a saint I'll be the voice of restraint
I'll take their bullwhips and stones without a hint of complaint
I met God in Dogtown isn't it
A fun?-ny thing to know you've died? (Doves cried.)
Angels wept just as if I was a brother
And sang the blues for my bride . .
I've been keeping time in a skeleton soul band
Don't it make your heart just bleed? (In-deed.)
Keeping my nose clean, hoping I can crash land
Back where I've got mouths to feed . .
. I'll be home once I've paid for my confusion . .
You'll see me in the fires of your own disillusion . . .