Shudder To Think - She Swears He-Harem Lyrics
Ooh you wear your he-harem hat and a lace bib that zips up the back Tobe an'N' on a leash of men an endless spool of fools lick of patchwork inyour newsuit. See the stone moths that sweep up And your suitcase ful of newclothesMade of manskins and the souls that pop out. Ooh you wear your he-haremcoatand a real dick boa wrapped around your throat To be an 'X' in sexlessequationbead on a spool of jewels cold backup for your crown, Queen. There's asuitcaseful of old robes And the seamster is a stone moth made of real heartsand thesouls you done stole. Ooh you wear your he-harem dress and fake lasheslap upthe mess that grows like breath within your wake coin-toss a glance backat theroad of men you paved, dear