Mr. Bungle - Vanity Fair Lyrics
You're not humanYou're a miracleA preacher with an animal's faceIn your sexyNeon smokescreenLie the supersalesmen of vanityEven your shadow worships youIn you jungle solitudeWith the orgies of the sacramentAnd the seal of flagellantsGod saves those who save their skinFrom the bondage that we're inI'm elatedI could cut youAnd remove the sheath of your ignoranceBless the eunuchAnd the skoptsiWill you hurt me now and make a million?Say cheese, babyWe all love youBut it's a cheap world and you don't exist...Slit the fabric of the right nowSpread your legs and wear the crownTell me how long, lord, how long?Till I get my beauty sleep?Now the hourglass is emptyThe moment of my de sex-ingCut itCut itCut this cancer from my soulNow that I've made it...I'm finally *****