I'm quite contented to take my chances

Against the Guildensterns & Rosenkrantzes

It's a matter of Cain & Abel

And I can feel your knee underneath the table



He doesn't dangle by the seraphim

He only wants a pretty face by him so

How could you want him when you know you could have me?



See the pigeons peck & peck to pay the dues

They peck a little extra to resole their shoes

He's with the pigeons pecking crumbs

I'm on my deathbed bleeding with the cherubim



He doesn't dangle by the seraphim

He only wants a pretty face by him so

How could you want him when you know you could have me?



Ferocious angels send me falling stars

But I know just how dangerous wishes are

Ferocious angels watch me come and go

But I'm not too smart to go barging off of roof tops, though



Sit out September on the window sill

'Cause you can't drink wine from a two dollar bill

Saint Christopher lives on the end of a quill

Leave him a diamond in your last will



He doesn't dangle by the seraphim

He only wants a pretty face by him so

How could you want him when you know you could have me?



How could you want him when you know you could have me? (x4)