He Knows You Know
Light switch, yellow feverCrawling up your bathroom wallSinging psychedelic praisesTo the depths of a china bowl
You've got venom in your stomachYou've got poison in your headYou should have listenedTo the priest at the confessionWhen he offered youThe sacred bread
He knows, you knowHe knows, you knowHe knows, you knowBut he's got problems
Fast feed, crystal feverSwarming through a fractured mindChilling needles freeze emotionThe blind shall lead the blind
You've got venom in you stomachYou've got poison in your headWhen your conscience whisperedThe vein lines stiffenedYou were walking with the dead
He knows, you knowHe knows, you knowHe knows, you know
He's got experienceHe's got experienceHe knows, you knowBut he's got problems, problems, problems
He knows... slash wrist, scarlet feverCrawled under your bathroom doorPumping arteries ooze their problemsThrough the gap that the razor tore
You've got venom in your stomachYou've got poison in your headYou should have listened to your analyst's questionsWhen you lay on his leather bed
He knows, you knowHe knows, you knowHe knows, you know, but he's got problems
Blank eyes, purple feverStreaming through the frosted paneYou learned your lesson far to lateFrom the links in a chemist chain
You've got venom in your stomachYou've got poison in your headYou should have stayed at home and talked with fatherListen to the lies he fed
He knows, you knowHe knows, you know,He knows, you knowBut he's got problems
He knows, you knowHe knows, you knowHe knows, you know
He's got experienceHe's got experienceHe knows, you know
You know, you know, you know