Snake - PJ Harvey

You snake, you crawl between my legs

Said want it all it’s yours you bet

I’ll make you queen of everything

No need for God, no need for Him

Just take my hand you’ll be my bride

Just take that fruit put it inside

You snake, you dog, you fake, you liar

I’ve burned my hands, I’m in the fire

You salty dog, you filthy liar

My heart it aches, I’m in the fire

You snake, I ate a true belief

You’re rotten fruit inside of me

Oh, Adam, please you must believe

That snake put it in front of me

That snake put it in front of me

In front of me