"Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please
There's something I don't understand
Patty Lee, turn the lights on please
This party's gotten out of hand."

Those were the last words her suitor spoke before he croaked
In seven seconds he'd be dead, tied to the headboard of Patty Lee's bed

"Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please
There's something I don't understand
Patty Lee, turn the lights on please
This party's gotten out of hand."

Patty Lee sloughed her skin and showed what was within
It's hard to describe, she moved like smoke and sounded like ice

"Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please
There's something I don't understand
Patty Lee, turn the lights on please
This party's gotten out of hand."

We used to be gods
Now we're so plain
It took ten million years
Just to say my real name
Back before Babylon
Shit was cool
Now we've all got our saddles on
We trot to school

If I may wax poetic
I think the facts are plain
I am the moon ascendant
I am not soon to wane

See my shadows, twice the mountain
Or stretched across the desert plain
Shouting sun flares up like fountains
Shouting planets down like rain