"Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please

There's something I don't understand

Patty Lee, turn the lights on please

This party's gotten out of hand."



Those were the last words her suitor spoke before he croaked

In seven seconds he'd be dead, tied to the headboard of Patty Lee's bed



"Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please

There's something I don't understand

Patty Lee, turn the lights on please

This party's gotten out of hand."



Patty Lee sloughed her skin and showed what was within

It's hard to describe, she moved like smoke and sounded like ice



"Patty Lee, turn the lights on, please

There's something I don't understand

Patty Lee, turn the lights on please

This party's gotten out of hand."



We used to be gods

Now we're so plain

It took ten million years

Just to say my real name

Back before Babylon

Shit was cool

Now we've all got our saddles on

We trot to school



If I may wax poetic

I think the facts are plain

I am the moon ascendant

I am not soon to wane



See my shadows, twice the mountain

Or stretched across the desert plain

Shouting sun flares up like fountains

Shouting planets down like rain