devil on the left   angel on the right   there's no mistake   who'll i be w/ tonight   over the fore   lamb's head on my lap   days   pass like weeks w/o the sight      then comes the fury of the lullaby   then comes the fury of the lullaby      heartbeat in a hole   an eyeball   loose and wild   dropping memories   out upon the open tiles   and over to the left   there sit the loveless ones   crying slowly and sucking on a gun      do you wear the mark   do you wear the mark   darling   darling   do you wear the mark