The sewer pipe queen,

Dangles my dream

Makes all that I've seen,

Seem so obscene

Pitch pennies with heels,

Watch them roll like wheels

As I toot on my flute,

Writing songs about the naked truth 



With prayer and sin

And sinister mens

Pale visions of grins

Ride on skeptical winds 



Drink water from wells

Live your life in hell

Whatever oh well

What a masterpiece made out of silver

Beg borrow or steal

Make it seem unreal

Let Caesar attend

Bring his so called friends

Start a solo band

Make it second hand

Make sure if you can

That you don't go down with the drowning man 



With prayer and sin

And sinister mens

Pale visions of grins

Ride on skeptical winds 



Mia Farrow's so cute

So is Kim in her suit

Who stands on the shore

And makes friends with brutes 



With prayer and sin

And sinister mens

Pale visions of grins

Ride on skeptical winds