Type O Negative An Ode to Locksmiths

Been given the keys I knew I�d receive Be careful what you�re asking for Thy rod and thy staff simply twelve toned math An earful opening all doors Simon the roman gone fission for man If you�re caught is to be freed come open your lock By using a rock or sowing the proper seeds Woe to thee all woman of land, air, sea Adam was the serpent apple tween his knees Deduced by a snake worshiped by nations Banished forth from eden it�s the male who is satan From the tree of knowledge (a metaphor for sex) Plucked a ripened globs of fruit that of her innocence Since forbidden resisted forcing her to taste Now I know why girls hate boys cause eve was in fact raped We ain�t goin home got nowhere to go