Leave the body alone. You're not the maître d' and this saint his- Home digger Don't lay your damsels Take a spin in my lot Take your nameless, two-faced soul, my- Gold digger Don't make advances I'm the X and the O Two yesterday's in a row I'm the E-S-P Momentarily Retract and receive the dungeon of my redeemer Playin' asthmatics I'm making my case Shut your mouth and kiss the overwrite Go figure Don't make advances Leading up to the par I've got an x-ray permanent holiday No list-er Go necromancers In the mist, you can hide From all the misdemeanors outside You got the B-C-P Within the decree You can't even see the demons of my (demeanor) E-S-P Momentarily Retract and receive the dungeon of my redeemer Redeemer Of my demeanor Of my demeanor Got an itch to lead All the kids in the valkryie Well they can jump and hate the time than quit the team Little Al Capone doesn't have much but a half-way home Well, he can walk away for miles in the least E-C-P Within the decree You can't even see the demons of my demeanor E-S-P Momentarily Retract and receive the dungeon of my redeemer Of my demeanor Of my demeanor Of my demeanor Of my demeanor