You motion me over, you need a hug
Meaningful contact, a sloppy kiss
A helping hand except it's all a sham
You're most foul my pal
It's all a bash of needles and gnashing
Snarling nodding heads
From you, my friend, my buddy, my pal
What's all the fuss, where's your stomach
Why all the phony moods
What's with the guilt, why bring me in
This sort of thing takes two
You better wake up
Sleep is for animals and kids
I am the warden - I'll take your blood
I hear you squawk in the canopy
See you up there beating on your chest
You poor thing, it seems your heart is broken
It's broke in two
You make a mess of things again
Jacking off into the mouths of a dozen dogs
Leering into the mirror
Singing to your fetid lap
What's all the commotion,
Slow down, it won't be as bad as all that
Keep it in front of you, think it out
Put your finger on it
You'd better watch yourself, watch it
When I get through with you
You won't be a man, you'll be a smell
I am the warden - I'll take your blood
I'm laughing it up
At times like this it seems I always do
I slap you up, cheer you up, make you up
It's a going thing
I do a little dance - a jig
You check me out, you're joining in
The whole place is spinning as we spew it out
A whole graveyard full
I do an extra extra fancy step
'cause I know it's my turn next
I am the warden - I'll take your blood