When a man is a boy
Then a snake in the grass,
He is a taint that
I will soon erase
When a foe was a friend
Then a fly in your web
He is a grave that
I will now deface
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
When a girl is a w****
Then a bug on the glass,
She is a stain that
I will wipe away
When a god is a man
Then an urn for the dead,
I'm the black poisoned white
Turning into gray
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me
It makes me
It makes me
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me
It makes me
It makes me
It makes me oh, so very low
Then a snake in the grass,
He is a taint that
I will soon erase
When a foe was a friend
Then a fly in your web
He is a grave that
I will now deface
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
When a girl is a w****
Then a bug on the glass,
She is a stain that
I will wipe away
When a god is a man
Then an urn for the dead,
I'm the black poisoned white
Turning into gray
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me low
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me
It makes me
It makes me
It makes me oh, so very low
It makes me
It makes me
It makes me
It makes me oh, so very low