Jefferson Airplane - Two Heads Lyrics
You want two heads on you bodyAnd you've got two mirrors in your hand.Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stickand your nose is too small for this land.Inside your head is your towninside your room your jailinside your mouth the elephants trunk and booze,the only key to your bailCoda:Want two heads on your bodyand you've got two mirrors in your handTwo heads can be put together.And you can fill both your feet with sand.Noone will know you've gutted your mindbut what will you do with your bloody hands?Your lions are fighting with chairs,your arms are incredibly fat;Your women are tired of dying aliveif you've had any women at that.Wearing your comb like an ax in your headList'ning for signs of life;Children are sucking on stone and leadAnd chasing their hoops with a knife;New breasts and jewels for the girl,Keep them polished and shining;Put a lock on her belly at night, sweet life,For no child of mine. (Go to Coda