Ever since I was a little baby

Had the devil on my mind

Two dimensional Satan on the wall

And the thread would start to wind 



Hold me closer

Move aside Mr. Wilson

Please move aside 



In the sand the circle getting bigger

Till it all gets out of hand

On the mountain.. let go of the angel

And to my mom I ran 



Hold me closer 



Any day.. yesterday.. there's tomorrow to say

Let's forget it anyway

Can you try to understand...

What's this mark upon my hand 



My nose was held shut and my mouth open

With a spoon shoved down my throat

One little piggy walking with a pumpkin

And a mustard headed goat 



Hold me closer

Please move aside Mr. Wilson

Would you please move aside 



Hey Betty May, it's summertime in Jersey

Don't you know the kids will freeze

Please don't pop your eyes out for me deary

Cause the man behind you sees 



Hold me closer 



Anyday... yesterday... there's tomorrow to say

Let's forget it anyway

Can you try to understand...

What's this mark upon my hand? 



At the bottom of a box of five black markers

Is a buried Swedish pen

If at Thanksgiving... if you want to see me

Then you better be my kin 



Hold me closer

For the love of god, Mr. Wilson

For the love of god 



Anyday... yesterday... there's tomorrow to say

Let's forget it anyway

Can you try to understand

What's this mark upon my hand

Would you sing a song for me

'Cause I broke your rosary