Lyrics:

He is the angel with the scabbed wings,
hard drug face, wanna powder his nose
he will deflower the facist crop
dry up all the wombs with his rock and roll sores
(rock and roll sores)
(rock and roll sores)

Dead
is what he is, he does what he please
the things that he has you'll never gonna see
what youre never gonna be now
sketch a little keyhole for the looking-glass people.

you don't want to see him,
only want to be him.
mommy's got a scare crow, gotta let the corn grow.
man can't always reap what he sow.

'he is the maker'
(he is the taker)
'he is the saviour'
(he is the raper)

Dead
is what he is, he does what he please
the things that he has you'll never gonna see
what youre never gonna be now
sketch a little keyhole for the looking-glass people.

you don't want to see him,
only want to be him.
mommys got a scare crow, gotta let the corn grow.
man can't always reap what he sow.

(chorus)

get back you're never gonna leave him
get back, you're always gonna please him.

He is the angel with the scabbed wings,
hard drug face, wanna powder his nose
he will deflower the facist crop
dry up all the wombs with his

rock and roll sores.
rock and roll sores.
rock and roll sores.
rock and roll sores.
rock and roll sores.
rock and roll sores.
rock and roll sores.
rock and roll sores.
rock and roll sores.
rock and roll sores.