Type O Negative - An Ode To Locksmiths Lyrics:
Where the f**k are my keys

Been given the keys I knew I`d receive
Be careful what you`re asking for
My rod and my staff simply twelve toned math
An earful opening all doors

Simon the Roman gone fishing for man
If you`re caught is to be freed
Come, open your lock by using a rock
Or sowing the proper seeds, yeah

Woe to thee, all women of land, air and sea
Adam was the serpent, apple `tween his knees
Seduced by a snake, worshiped by nations
Banished forth from Eden, it`s the male who is Satan, Satan

From the tree of knowledge a metaphor for sex
Plucked a ripened globe of fruit that of her innocence
Since forbidden, resisted forcing her to taste
And now I know why girls hate boys
`Cause Eve was in fact raped, raped

You ain`t goin` nowhere
Everybody, ready, let`s go

We ain`t goin` home
Got nowhere to go
We ain`t goin` home
Got nowhere to go

We ain`t goin` home
Got nowhere to go
We ain`t goin` home
Got nowhere to go

Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Come on, you come on

We ain`t goin` home
Got nowhere to go
We ain`t goin` home
Got nowhere to go

We ain`t goin` home
Got nowhere to go
We ain`t goin` home
Got nowhere to go

Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go

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