Here comes the healing man
Who suffers for your pleasure
The hands of love and hate
For him in equal measure
He whispers in your ear
Tales of power and passion
Love and hate won’t separate
When pain comes into fashion
Mine all mine
You will be mine
Helpless as a baby
Mine all mine
You will be mine
I’m here for the second time
He tells a crooked lie
He struggles to enfold you
With greedy arms
And greedy eyes
He’ll melt you down
And mold you
He whispers in your ear
Tales of power and passion
Love and hate won’t separate
When pain comes into fashion
Mine all mine
You will be mine
Helpless as a baby
Mine all mine
You will be mine
I’m here for the second time
He wakes up
In a cold cold sweat
Mama where’s my pistol gone
Then in the morning light
She helps to strap
His weapon on
She says she’s
Run the rifle range
Knows just what a weapon’s for
But in the morning light
He’ll nail her heart
Above the door
Mine all mine
You will be mine
Helpless as a baby
Mine all mine
You will be mine
I’m here for the second time