Hell and Hotrods

Someone's lit the torch out
I'm screaming while you're singing
I've licked the bottle clean now
To guess just why I'm drinking

The mirror's getting older
But the face is getting cleaner
The cracks starting to slow down
While my body's getting meaner

If you cower before me
I guess that's why you own me
Black leather's getting smooth now
At least that's what you've told me

Show me the power plants
Beg me to stay
I've got plenty of food
On a half eaten tray
 
I'm lying in the bedroom
I lie right where you told me
But the truth is getting nearer
And this is why you'd scold me

The Children might alarm you
you think they'll wanna harm you
But I can't deny their embrace
To pull the trigger on you

The beaches and the meadows
That's where you put the blame in
But I buried you in roses
And then I layed my shame in

Show me the goldenrod
Pipes to the sky
I've got plenty of virgins
No matter how hard they try

Show me the butterfly
give her my soul
Maybe stuck, but upon me
She'll climb out of this whole