The grotesque tends to grow like a fungus, From the depths of the living heart Crawlin' from inside us You can call to the angels but they lied Baby Judas Had a star too, Betelgeuse Jesus couldn't hide.
She's a girl She can take you anywhere She's a girl She can make you anything
Adam was bad boy, God's ******* Had a black leather fetish And his first lover lingered He would sneak out and **** her in the night Little ignorant Cause she's same woman, whatcha think, whatcha figure?
She's a girl She can take you anywhere She's a girl She can make you anything She's a girl, she's got jet black wings Psychedelic, she will manifest your mind.
Grotesque, here comes the grotesque Grotesque, here comes the grotesque Growtesque, here comes the world again You're a mutant fungus, You were born grotesque.