Hail the clown And crash the car, Load the gun, Then carry on, You saw it here, Then disappeared Right up the crack And in again. With cellophane Go cover up your eyes Hurry now! I love your mouth; I love surgery Not just chemistry Don't say you care When I touch you there It's your dresser now That's calling out. The glory in your eyes Is suicide Your feeling for the cult Is in my eyes Call out the cops Mop up the blood Up with the sheep And down with the lambs, For you Sail on the sea But give me the wheel Your culture's too young You're just not The same as me You give And what you get Is one long silence, And I love it When you please me; But that's so easy When your feeling for the cult Is in my eyes Barry Moore and Donna Day Are body bound - a heavy scene. Lebanese and China doll; A philly phile, inside of me You'll peel and sever love For evermore But your feelings For the cult Are in my mind And in my eyes