As a rose elf, gangster and clown
The pantheon of Helen gonna rain on down
Oh, St. Sebastian, I'll be your Irene
I'm the shooter, I'm the shot
My blood is running hot
My collar is starched and my nails are clean
If you know what I mean
I could be your little part-time lover
You can keep me in your purse, I ain't heavy
But I ain't your brother


I'm going back up the mountain
Ooh, I'm falling into the sea
I'm closing the net
I'll take what I can get
But I don't expect no company
Ooh, I'm falling into the sea
I'm closing the net
I'll take what I can get
But I don't expеct no company


I'll leave my perfеct body on the palace floor
You can cancel my appointments
I don't need these sycophants buzzing around my desk no more
You can take my mask
But don't let my makeup run
And if anyone asks
I did it for grace
I did it for the red, red, rising sun
To give his twitching lips
painted petal pink, a little rose elf kiss
do it just like this
Give his twitching little lips
painted petal pink, a little rose elf kiss
do it just like this, yeah

I'm going back up the mountain
Ooh, I'm falling into the sea
I'm closing the net
I'll take what I can get
But I don't expect no company
Ooh, I'm falling into the sea
I'm closing the net
I'll take what I can get
But I don't expect no company
Ooh, I'm falling into the sea
I'm closing the net
I'll take what I can get
And I don't expect no company