Type O Negative - An Ode To Locksmiths lyrics

Been given the keys

I knew I'd receive

Be careful what you're asking for

Thy rod and thy staff

Simply twelve toned math

An earful opening all doors

Simon the Roman

Gone fission for man

If you're caught is to be freed

Come open your lock

By using a rock

Or sowing the proper seeds

Woe to thee all women

Of land, air, and sea

Adam was the serpent

Apple 'tween his knees

Seduced by a snake

Worshipped by nations

Banished forth from Eden

It's the male who is 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

Now I know why girls hate boys

Cause Eve was in fact raped

We ain't goin' home, got nowhere to go