Don't do anything just stand there
Holding the line with man and boy shaking all hands
If I were a bad dog you'd all be dead

Six big strong boys of the lads
Chewed off a piece of Mary Magdalene's arms
While guardians wailed "Oh for shame! For shame!"

I will tear the secret from your arms

And come boys out from that hat!
I cannot see your feet!
Come on my lucky lads! You don't want to live forever!

As I live and breathe as if in danger or as if in doubt
(Ran in circles screaming SHOUT!)
If I were a bad dog you'd all be dead

(Crucified)
I thought you were dead