Xcuse me
You got a light
Birdheaded people fighting demons under the moon tonight
Use me
Stay the night
Parasites crawl into your eye`s white; snake bite
Now who is right
I choose to hate people when they`re not polite
Bruise me
That`s allright
But you choose to lose cause i`m powered with dynamite
Come tripping with me into the power of god
Birdheaded people at the pow wow
Stripping in the power of love for the gods
Welcome to the pow wow
