Sing at God and serve the Devil Talk up peace and stir up trouble Wish me well and make me ill Say you love but never will Bare me children, hide them away Chain me up and go away Beat me up and have me jailed Cry for miracles, say I've failed Save the fox and wear his coat Build a home and rape the kids Burn all those who can't forgive Shoot the slaves who wish to live Give me money in the wilderness Give me water by the lake Give me a view and gouge my eyes Give me all I cannot take Show me a feast and poison my plate Give me a line without the bait Tell me jokes without punchlines Give me the sun that never shines Come to the alter, slip off your dress Kiss my lips, bite off my tongue Hold my hand against your breast Take a blade and shred my wrist
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