I'm sitting on the ventriloquist lip
Allowing his hand so maybe shouldn't be
My disgraceful quest for immortality
An adventure in the air, ship inflated by my ego
Behind my bookcase… I'm stitching up freaks in my secret laboratory
It's up… and my sex is not on fire
But if beauty is truth that makes you a lion

The lions are out on prowl
So lions are … to you for now
Oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah

Cross just in case… skeletons dancing up on xylophone
… will feast upon the …
We writing on the walls and it says. ..
On this side of the mirror so go fetch me some
They need a volunteer…
Is they … and I'm so sitting on …
My disgraceful quest for immortality
My disgraceful quest for immortality

The lions are out on prowl
So lions are … to you for now
And I was raised by wild wolves
And the brutes of wilderness
And I take you for a fool
If you help me out of this

Cross just in case… skeletons dancing up on xylophone
… will feast upon the …
Lions, lions
Oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah
Oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah.