Intro: 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 . . . | | | |