Letra da Música: Pancake - Tori Amos

I'm not sure who's fooling who here
As I'm watching your decay
We both know you could deflate
A 7 hurricane

Seems like you and your tribe
Decided you'd rewrite the law
Segregate the mind
From body, from soul

You give me yours
And I'll give you mine
'Cause I can look your God
Right in the eye
You give me yours
And I'll give you mine
You used to look my God
Right in the eye

I believe in defending
In what we once stood for
It seems in vogue to be a closet
Misogynist homophobe

A change of course in our direction
A dash of truth spread thinly
Like a flag on a popstar
On a Benzodiazapene

You give me yours
And I'll give you mine
'Cause I can look your God
Right in the eye
You give me yours
And I'll give you mine
You used to look my God
Right in the eye

Oh Zion, please remove your glove
And dispel every trace
Of His spoken word
That has lodged
In my vortex

I'm not sure who's fooling who here
As I'm watching our decay
We both know you could deflate
A 7 hurricane

You could have spared her
Oh, but no
Messiahs need people dying in their name
You could have spared her
Oh, but no
Messiahs need people dying in their name

You say: "I ordered you a pancake"
You say: "I ordered you a pancake"