Head

They want your words on paper, they want your words on stone I raised them up, some place dark, quiet and alone This is me, what I thought, what I felt and said It's not yours stupid bitch, it came from my head You want me to tell ya, you want me to blush? Every conversation confirms you don't know much I don't do what I do for lips wet and red It's not yours, or if it is: it came from my head You don't have the vision, you don't have the nerve You want me to listen, it's you, you think I serve? No, I didn't say what you say I said It's not yours stupid bitch, it came from my head You ask for politeness, you want me to say please? I'm not some politician, you waste my energies I'm not your apprentice, it's not for you I bled It's not yours but if it is, it came from my head You say you're the pipeline, you say it's up to you To me you're an apparition, I do what I do Useless adding-up machine you plug in by your bed It's not yours stupid bitch, it came from my head I'm the one who makes the things you package as your own I'm the one who pounds a pretty sculpture out of stone You're like all the others, some ivy league clone Get back on your knees and I'll toss you a bone My head, my head, my head, my head It came out of my head, something you can never understand You couldn't tell the difference between what's bad and good But back you came, to try again, for more you whined and plead it's not your stupid f*ck, it came from my head My head, my head, my head, my head, It came from my head It came from this dumb head And sometime in the future, after this is done You'll be counting money under some black sun You'll be counting money under some black sun Keep counting your money under your black sun All the filthy pigs dying under this black sun They wanna take possession of what they can't create Simple minded parasites standing at the gate You said I'd find them on their knees begging birds for bread It's not yours, for f*ck's sake, it came from my head I'm the one who makes the things you package as your own I'm the one who pounds a pretty sculpture out of stone You're like all the others, some ivy league clone Get back on your knees and I'll toss you a bone It came from my head, my head, my head, It came from my head, it came from my head My head, my head, my head, my head It came from my head, it came from my head