Jezebel
Sky will clear
And the stars will sparkle
With the feeling gone
It all untangles
The pool is dry:
Just condensation
The sky is dark;
No conversation
Jezebel, Jezebel
Your stone is warm
Jezebel
To Hell with your rage
To Hell with your nature
I’ll never regret
The things that I gave you
I damned your soul
I damned your weakness
I damned the day
That God came between us
Jezebel, Jezebel
Your stone is warm
Jezebel
Saint Peter
Stares at you now
There’s a mark on your face
Saint Peter
Has put you in your place
Your imitation pearls
Your Lamborghini
Your ageless skin
And silk bikini
Your perfect nose
And crooked eyebrow
Your little huffs
They are all dust now
Jezebel, Jezebel
Your stone is warm
Jezebel, Jezebel
Jezebel, Jezebel
Jezebel, Jezebel
Jezebel, Jezebel