Belt

I wouldn't sell my belt to industry

So they carded me

And they carted me off.

Naked with that belt around my waist

It was my father's once

I still see his face

They carted me off.

But I managed to escape the good gendarme

And I fled through field and farm stripped of natural charm

Naked but that belt I wear so well

Past the pyramids

And the liberty bell

Hey this is something I have to do for myself

I have to for myself.

I ignored the sheep and shepherds on my way

What could their small words say

When they say them that way

Bathed in sweat and feathered as a crow

I laid a beating on the sleet and snow

With my frostbitten toes.

I remained unrecognized in my home town

Beneath my monstrous gown

Of feather and down

But I gathered up and army made of those

Who aimed to shake them

From their repose

We took up weapons

And took off our clothes

So what say you

And all your friends

Meet all of my friends

In the alley with knives

What say you

And all your friends

Step up to my friends

In the alley tonight