You slide and you slither
You steal and you sneak
Like a snake that squirms
At the feet of all you
Meet to destroy and
Pilfer their trust
You bleed out your lies
And you spit out your mud
Does your mother still
Love you and look
Out beside you and
Clean up the carnage so
Jesus might save you
MiMi
There was no guarantee
MiMi
You live and you breath
From an absence of
Conscience that's vile and
It drives your crooked machine
Sparks your engine with
What it misses that
Directly feeds the personae of
Your twisted system
Blinding your puppets
Whose names have been muted
To sounds of paranoia
That you created
MiMi
There was no guarantee
MiMi
Dressed like the devil
You hide your intentions
Denying your business
Right from the grave
Of your father who never
Was present attesting
To guidance inflicting
The souls from the womb
Of a beautiful princess
Producing the herd
Of the next generation
That lies and degrades
MiMi
There was no guarantee
MiMi