I'm quite contented to take my chances
Against the Guildensterns and Rosencrantses
It's a matter of Cain and Abel
And I can feel your knee underneath the table
He doesn't dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me
See the pigeons peck and peck to pay the dues
They peck a little extra to re-sole their shoes
He's with the pigeons pecking crumbs
I'm on my death bed bleeding with the cherubim
He doesn't dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me
Ferocious angels send us falling stars
But I know just how dangerous your wishes are
Ferocious angels watch me come and go
But I'm not too smart to go barging off of roof tops though
No
Sit out September on a windowsill
Cause you can't drink wine from a two dollar bill
Saint Christopher lives on the end of the quill
Leave him a diamond in your last will
He doesn't dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me
How could you want him when you know you could have me