A Wolf at the Door. (It Girl. Rag Doll.)

rag him out your window
dragging out the dead
singing I miss you
snakes and ladders
flip the lid
out pops the cracker
snaps you in the head
knifes you in the neck
kicks you in the teeth
steel toe caps
takes all your credit cards
get up get the gunge

get the eggs
get the flan in the face
the flan in the face
the flan in the face
dance you fucker
dance you fucker
don't you dare
don't you dare
don't you
flan in the face
take it with the love it's given
take it with a pinch of salt
take it to the taxman

let me back let me back
I promise to be good
don't look in the mirror
at the face you don't recognize
help me, call a doctor
put me inside
put me inside
put me inside
put me inside
put me inside

I keep the wolf from the door
but he calls me up
calls me on the phone
tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up
steal all my children
if I don't pay the ransom
and I'll never see them again
if I squeal to the cops

walking like giant cranes
and with my X-ray eyes I strip you naked
in a tight little world
and are you on the list?
stepford wives
who are we to complain?
investments and dealers
investments and dealers
cold wives and mistresses
cold wives and sunday papers

city boys in first class
don't know they're born
they know someone else is gonna come and clean it up
born and raised for the job
someone always does
I wish you'd get up get over get up get over
turn your tape off

I keep the wolf from the door
but he calls me up
calls me on the phone
tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up
steal all my children
if I don't pay the ransom
and I'll never see them again
if I squeal to the cops

so I just go
ooooohhhh...