I imagine that the world is a mirror
And in minds eye behold my dark inner nature

I''ve been waiting time on this time honoured whore
''Til I get so confused I can''t see anymore
And I have crawled where I should have seen the signs
Dragging my feet when I could have been flying

Sometimes when I''m sad
I drink to the health of my torment
And dance at the altar
To the tune of a drunken black tango

I''ve been waiting time on this time honoured whore
''Til I get so confused I can''t see anymore
Wastes my mouth trying to settle old scores
Dragging my feet when I could have been flying
Dragging my feet when I could have been flying
Dragging my feet