An ode to locksmiths
by Type O Negative
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Been given the keys
I knew I´d receive
Be careful what you´re asking for
Thy rod and thy staff
Simply twelve toned math
An earful opening all doors
Simon the Roman
Gone fission for man
If you´re caught is to be freed
Come open your lock
By using a rock
Or sowing the proper seeds
Woe to thee all women
Of land, air, and sea
Adam was the serpent
Apple ´tween his knees
Seduced by a snake
Worshipped by nations
Banished forth from Eden
It´s the male who is Satan
From the tree of knowledge
a metaphor for sex
Plucked a ripened globe of fruit
That of her innocence
Since forbidden, resisted
Forcing her to taste
Now I know why girls hate boys
Cause Eve was in fact raped
We ain´t goin´ home, got nowhere to go
I knew I´d receive
Be careful what you´re asking for
Thy rod and thy staff
Simply twelve toned math
An earful opening all doors
Simon the Roman
Gone fission for man
If you´re caught is to be freed
Come open your lock
By using a rock
Or sowing the proper seeds
Woe to thee all women
Of land, air, and sea
Adam was the serpent
Apple ´tween his knees
Seduced by a snake
Worshipped by nations
Banished forth from Eden
It´s the male who is Satan
From the tree of knowledge
a metaphor for sex
Plucked a ripened globe of fruit
That of her innocence
Since forbidden, resisted
Forcing her to taste
Now I know why girls hate boys
Cause Eve was in fact raped
We ain´t goin´ home, got nowhere to go