Whore At The Door

    Just what he'd dreamed
    It seemed,
    Came true before his eyes. 
 
    Hypnotic suggestion;
    A question of perception:
    Which side of the screen are you on?
 
    Lifeblood spilled over;
    Doors were opened into an equation
    Involving X and the set of all possible events. 
    X being L.A. Woman
    Or the Whore of Babylon.
 
    The key has already been turned,
    And there's so more much to be learned.
    If you got bawls to do it,
    Do it right.
 
    You forced open the door.
    It's no game anymore.
    You were seen lying with the Great Whore.
 
    Now your time has come;
    No longer deaf and dumb,
    It's time you set it free.
 
    You know it has to be.
 
    There's a whore at the door,
    And she beckons unto thee.
 
 
    Whore At The Door, pt. 2
 

    Erected and poised and pointed at me,
    This finger of God keeps prodding me
    On to some greater purpose in life,
    In search of that great reward.
 
    And I'll be found declaring His grace
    Whenever He decides to show me His face.
    I'll be here, pen in hand
    Suckin' down a Beer.
 
    He put me on the finger when I was eight.
    He made me hurry.
    Now He makes me wait.
    But ain't that the story of my lives...
 
    He led me to water,
    But He won't let me drink.
    He saves me from drowning
    When I forget to think. 
    See, I sometimes jump in head first.
    I'm always on the brink
    Of something worse.
 
    I woke up one morning
    With this Whore at my door.
    I wanted Her to look up at my ceiling.
    She just gave me this evil, sexy feeling;
    Made me feel like a man.
    She said I was part of Her plan.
 
    I crawled on the floor
    To flatter that Whore,
    But she's not bound by a ceiling.
 
    Levitation:
    Even unto the Holy Crack.
    This Babe had me reeling.
 
    Hell, Mary, lust in space.
    You saw that look of pride on my face.
    The same look Satan had
    The day He fell from grace.
 
    And now that demons are subject unto Me,
    Stranger things than this
    May be...