You're on hysterical stages and mad You see the serpent on you You have your confidence friend or two There is a serpent on you There is a wonderful painting inside There is on your lighting colours of life Some beauty flowers, elegance and shine But there's a serpent on you
The serpent can be a nice snake If you have trust and some faith The serpent's riding around the rising sun Maybe the gates not for long You are a lovely face in the room You see a lad and a maid in the bloom Perhaps it's only your mirror all the time But you see the serpent behind
