They call him the snake
and he sings in the shadows
Keeping time behind him
is the wolf in sheep’s clothes
His voice is like honey
Poured over midnight
Calling through the darkness
And promising a good time
And all of the right words he’s got
For all of the wrong moves you make
Whether you want to or not
You find yourself listenin’
To
Songs ‘bout money, diamonds dripping from the ceiling
Songs that promise there is love without commitment
Songs that offer an escape from honest livin
And songs the glorify all kinds of soul deep sickness
I’m just a voice on the corner
Nobody knows my name
And ain’t a damn soul that’s listening
There all turned round to hear the snake
Because
All of the right moves, he’s got
Sleight of hand, mirrors and smoke
Whether you meant to or not
You find yourself singing along to
Songs ‘bout money, diamonds dripping from the ceiling
Songs that promise there is love without commitment
Songs that offer an escape from honest livin
And songs the glorify all kinds of soul deep sickness
And you laugh, ‘cuz he laughs at those who dance and do not listen
But you’re too busy dancing to give a damn ‘bout your misgivin’s
And you’re hooked
You don’t have to stop
when the sun comes up
you can follow him down the road
He’ll lead you laughing and singing and dancing
Distracted while the wolf makes off with your soul
Then that snake, (oh the bastard)’s gonna sing you to sleep
With his sweet sick lullabies of lies on repeat
Then he’ll leave you to your nightmares
Heartbroken and alone
It’ll be a long time before you find your way back home
And they’ll sing
Ha ha
Who’s laughing now?
HA HA
Who’s laughing now?
Ha ha
Who’s laughing?