Snake (Peel 5.9.96)

You snake, you crawl between my legs Said want it all, it's yours you bet I'll make you queen of everything No need for God, no need for Him Just take my hand, you'll be my bride Just take that fruit, put it inside You snake, you dog, you fake, you liar I've burned my hands, I'm in the fire, ah! Ah! You salty dog, you filthy liar I've burned my hands, I'm in the fire You snake, I ate a true belief Put rotten fruit inside of me Oh, Adam, please, you must believe That snake put it in front of me That snake put it in front of me In front of me