Agony's got a perfect mouth

She wears the finest clothes

Always black with a wide brimmed hat

That shades her eyes and her nose



And the strongest winds can't move her

And her hair, it never flows

Agony's got a perfect mouth

Wears the finest clothes



Agony's got a perfect mouth

And she lays in your head

With a nameless, faceless lover

On an unfamiliar bed



Don't bother trying to stop her

Because your feet will turn to lead

Agony's got a perfect mouth

Lays in your head



Agony's got a perfect mouth 

And she'll never let you hide

She'll be there when they bury you

She'll be standing right behind your bride



And every door you open

You'll know that she's inside

Agony's got a perfect mouth and won't let you...

Agony's got a perfect mouth and she won't let you...

Agony's got a perfect mouth and ...

Won't let you hide