I took the pain out of my pen I took my self out of my selfish ways And wrote all And wrote all I took the heat off of my hen And took my place upon the roof instead And crowed And crowed Woah-oh-oh-oh! I've made a satyr from a saint I've made a nun out of a lesbian You are the person you've been always You were just too young to know yourself back then And if you think that you can change, well Then i hope you're right Not even god can change your nature But you can hold back, right? ♪ I took the greed out of my grin And sunk my teeth into my work instead And they followed They followed I took my seat upon the stand Gave my account of what happened And swallowed And swallowed Woah-oh-oh-oh! Woah-oh, no! No! Oh! I've made a satyr from a saint I've made a nun out of a lesbian You are the person you've been always You were just too young to know yourself back then And if you think that you can change, well Then i hope you're right Not even god can change your nature But he can hold out alright Right... Woah-oh-oh-oh! NO!