She said: Tell me your secret sins, boy
I stood with eyes to the ground
What's your caper, mam?
Come on look at me now
I'm a fool, I told the jews in a mall
You look kind of different without your numbers
The numbers on your chest
Come on look at me now
We're all different now
We're like a million dollars, baby
And those bittersweet melodies
With a seven inch tool in his hand
He knocks on my back door
I'm here to administer discipline
He said with a filthy grin
I was told: You're not that straight at all
So now I'm telling tales of grief
With the jews in a mall
Come on look at me now
We're all different now
We're like a million dollars, baby
And those bittersweet melodies
She said: What's my caper, man?
Don't you dare ask such a question
I stood with eyes to the ground
Come on look at me now
I'm a fool I told jesus in a mall
You look kind of different without your crown
Without your crown of thorns
Come on look at me now
We're all different somehow
We're like a million dollars, baby
And those bittersweet melodies
