Woman can you tell me
Tell me what this poor world needs
Man let the garden
Let the garden get consumed by weeds
You know that the snake is lying
In the tall grass tell me what he's hiding
I'd ask god but he's gone missing
Left that snake in the garden hissing
Tell me mama I promise to listen
Most of what I know I've learned from women
Woman can you tell me
What we've lost through compromising
Man set a fire
And wonders why the temperature's rising
You know that we're torn asunder
The rivers have swollen and we're going under
Pick up that snake by his skinny lips
Give him a taste of the apocalypse
Shake up his world till the tables flip
Then turn up your music make his backbone slip