From the recording Au Contraire

Lyrics

Honey, I got my eye on that snake oilPie in the skyDon't ever stop to wonder why I want itOr how I'm gonna get itBut if it sings like a sirenI can feel the tingle and tauntI'm whippedI covetGood God, I love itA beautiful delusionHoney, I think of heavenI think of dyin'Feels like there's no use tryin' to make itBetter best to fake itSo while I'm livin' this jonesWell, I might as well gratify my lonesome bonesCompulsion pulls meMomma, don't waste your time on that nursery rhymeDaddy, I toe your line a cripple at bestHoney, don't take a stance, miracle or chanceLover, don't waste your breathThere ain't nothin' left