Promiscuity

Maybe the bat of an eye in need's The only thing that I can see Twistin', movin', around the ground It's all in my head By the way you hold your man It's easy to tell who's in command He'll never seem to understand It's all in his head Innocent like a misfit Your eyes locked in for the kill I don't understand and you don't act surprised 'Cause you know I never will Well, I first became aware of it, Mandrake During the physical act of love Yes, a profound sense of fatigue, a feeling of emptiness followed (You think I give a fuck?) Maybe I'll manage a miniature moment To measure the man in my head (if i've got it) But i don't care enough to find out Who's right or wrong Will I leave you all alone Maybe I will, maybe I won't Maybe I caught your eye all wrong It's all in my head Innocent like a misfit Your eyes locked in for the kill I don't understand and you don't seem surprised 'Cause you know i never will Luckily I was able to interpret these feelings correctly Loss of essence I can assure you it has not recurred, Mandrake Women, sense my power, and they seek the life essence I do not avoid women, Mandrake But I do deny them my essence We'll fight 'em together, boy, like we did just now, on the floor, eh? You with the old gun And me with the belt and the ammo, feeding you Jack Feed me, you said, and I was feeding you, Jack