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