We knew the devil's hands    We wish the king was dead    How we waltzed upon the tombs    Down at the carnival    I'm a black clown    In this prison rodeo    Struttin' like a dog-headed whore    Hopin' the moon explode    Hopin' the moon explode    Hopin' the moon explode    Little spider left for Germany    There's a hell of a whole lot of stars    Between you and me    Bless those black boots    That I kneel before    Struttin' like a dog-headed whore    Hopin' the moon explode    Hopin' the moon explode    Hopin' the moon explode