And you'll be stripped naked   And laid out in the pines   And the old men will stand around you   And look down upon my crimes      Seven hundred days were wasted   They were wasted like the seed   On your stomach like an altar   First they glistened, now they bleed      No you are not forgiven   For my cowardice or my fear   So go there and fuck your acolyte   Or bring him here and fuck for me      I stand above you hollow now   As you grind into the dirt   You are feeble and you are weak and cruel   Go suck his cock now, go feed your thirst.      In your mouth, I tasted beauty once   Between your legs, it tasted clear   So sing a sing about your mother   Or for your father, who sits right here      Your blood is like a lotion   Like an acid on my skin   And I stand upon a mountain   Made of weak and useless men      Don't go...   Please don't go...      Get out!   Don't go...      [Not the same song as the one on ...Sing 'Other People', which is actually "Let It Be You"; A staple of the 2001 tour, it first appeared on Solo Recordings at Home.]