Guilt is a snake we beat with a rakeTo grow in our kitchen in the pies we bakeFeed it to us to squirm in our belliesTwisting our guts make our spines to jellyStay, yeah, don't want to go nowDrove the children from their choresHandcrafted housewives into whoresFear of the beast is calling it nearCreating what we're hating, it's only fear that is hereStay, yeah, don't want to go nowCome into our home, won't you stay?I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plasticCome into our home, won't you stay?I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plasticI'm only as deep as the self that I digI'm only as sick as the stick in the pigThin and so white, thin and so whiteDaddy tells the daughter while mommy's sleeping at nightTo wash away sin you must take off your skinThe righteous father wears the yellowest grin"Don't wanna go now"Stay, yeah, don't want to go now