whenever your eyes lose a bit of their glint
your lips a touch of their sparkle
the cheshire smile begins to drip
and your diamonds turn to charcoal,,

remember that you are the divine muse of the
hiphophoorahing universe
sent back to the land of the living
to reawaken the dead

you are the silly, unwitting chalice of all knowing
you are ancient air in a brandspanking new booty
you are sly
you are tricky
you are shocking
you are much bigger than you

if you forget your mission at times, that's ok
you've come far from the start
and forgetting and playing is half the fun

just remember the mystery
remember the riddle thou art

and back come the cherries,
back come the roses,
back comes the bloody orgasm of your cheeks

back comes the fire,
back comes the wild
back comes the magic that you leak