Those with the golden axe have tried to tell me (What they say) That the bird in my chest was dead But that's never, never, never She ain't my thug no more, ain't no kind of killer And she can break them off if she damn well please Just as long as she brings it home to me (And it's still hot) Can you touch what I'm saying? It's like, ooh, did Shuggie do it yet? (No, not yet, wait) Those with the golden axe have tried to tell me (Tell you what?) That the sex in my walk was cotton soft But that's never, never, never With question marks in my eye And your strange name pressed to our lips We arrived at number eleven So charged and ready for slavery I won't take the stage straight, understand Under capes with dirty cock dragons I wanna put out so bad But something bad says the kid's probably right Are you deflating at the question? I don't know Now that the parachute has opened, well Don't it make you feel good? Be careful how you touch me My body is an earthquake Ready to receive you Mind's making glaciers Metals for my soldiers Let's be like strangers touching for the first time Skeletal lamping, the controller sphere, false priest