I'm feeling Medusa
holier than Moses
The gatekeeper shows me
An eleventh hour ceremony
They're all wearing Rosemary beads
Oh God, it's almost time for the next beheading!
The onlookers consist of arsenic carnivores
They keep opening up my cellar doors
Too late.. You let the dragon loose
Boy has he got news for you
Romeo and Juliet, haven't found the perfect punishment
While Mother Teresa lost her way to Jesus
There went Mcbeth riding the elevator again
Gabriel the angel is chasing Judas's kiss of death
Now isn't that just a little too ludicrous?
Now I'm gathering Julius's book of Genesis
As the gypsy in me, singing the gospel of nickodemus
Trying to get away with the ****** of my scarlet letter
As Medusa carries her anxiety
Wearing those **** Rosemary beads
And it's still not the right consistently
Well, at least me have some memories
i am feeling like Medusa
Am I holier than Moses?
She says she sick sick sick of it
Sick of all the *******