She Wears He-harem Lyrics - Singles - Shudder To Think

Ooh you wear your he-harem hat and a lace bib that zips up the back To 

be an 

'N' on a leash of men an endless spool of fools lick of patchwork in 

your new 

suit. See the stone moths that sweep up And your suitcase ful of new 

clothes 

Made of manskins and the souls that pop out. Ooh you wear your he-harem 

coat 

and a real dick boa wrapped around your throat To be an 'X' in sexless 

equation 

bead on a spool of jewels cold backup for your crown, Queen. There's a 

suitcase 

ful of old robes And the seamster is a stone moth made of real hearts 

and the 

souls you done stole. Ooh you wear your he-harem dress and fake lashes 

lap up 

the mess that grows like breath within your wake coin-toss a glance back 

at the 

road of men you paved, dear.