Natalie Merchant
Thick as Theieves

Remember how it all began

The apple and the fall of man

The price we pay

So the people say

Down the path of shame

And let us dare to bite the hand

That fed us fairy tale and moral end

Wheel of Fortune

Never turns again

Never turns again 



The rest of it has come and gone

And the chaos of millenium

And the falling out of the doomsday crowd

Their last retreat is moving slow

They burn their bridges as they go

The heretic is beautified

Teach the harlot's child to smile 



Rocked again by indecision

Should we make that small incision

Testify to the bleeding heart inside

We cut, we scratched, we ran, we slashed

And when he opened up at last

Found a cul de sac

Deep and black

Smoke and ash

Deep and black

Smoke and ash 



The wicked king of Parodies

Kissing all his enemies

On the seventh day

Of the seventh week

Tyrant's voice is softened now

But just for just one forgiving hour

Before the rise of his

Iron fist again

Fist again 



I've come tonight

I've come to know

the way we are

the way we'll go

and to measure this

the width of the wide abyss 



I come to you in restless sleep

where all your dreams turn bittersweet

with voodoo doll philosophies

day glow holy trinities 



the crooked raft that leaves the shore

ferries drunken souls aboard

pilgrims march to Compostela

visions of their saint in yellow 



follow deep in trance

crossed in a catatonic dance

know no future

damn the past

blind, warm, ecstatic

safe at last