Two Heads

You want two heads on you body And you've got two mirrors in your hand. Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick and your nose is too small for this land. inside your room your jail inside your mouth the elephants trunk and booze, Inside your head is your town the only key to your bail Coda: Want two heads on your body and you've got two mirrors in your hand Two heads can be put together. And you can fill both your feet with sand. Noone will know you've gutted your mind Your lions are fighting with chairs, but what will you do with your bloody hands? Your women are tired of dying alive your arms are incredibly fat; if you've had any women at that. Wearing your comb like an ax in your head List'ning for signs of life; Children are s*cking on stone and lead And chasing their hoops with a knife; Keep them polished and shining; New bre*sts and jewels for the girl, For no child of mine. (Go to CodaPut a lock on her belly at night, sweet life,