The sewer pipe queen,
  Dangles my dream
  Makes all that I've seen,
  Seem so obscene
  Pitch pennies with heels,
  Watch them roll like wheels
  As I toot on my flute,
  Writing songs about the naked truth
  
  With prayer and sin
  And sinister mens
  Pale visions of grins
  Ride on skeptical winds
  
  Drink water from wells
  Live your life in hell
  Whatever oh well
  What a masterpiece made out of silver
  Beg borrow or steal
  Make it seem unreal
  Let Caesar attend
  Bring his so called friends
  Start a solo band
  Make it second hand
  Make sure if you can
  That you don't go down with the drowning man
  
  With prayer and sin
  And sinister mens
  Pale visions of grins
  Ride on skeptical winds
  
  Mia Farrow's so cute
  So is Kim in her suit
  Who stands on the shore
  And makes friends with brutes
  
  With prayer and sin
  And sinister mens
  Pale visions of grins
  Ride on skeptical winds