When your words won't do no justice
And you've been led by the tusk
To the aid of a friend who's down a busted
To a sister who's lost the lust
This is the Easter of your skin, son
This is the making of your tongue
You shock me
You shock me
You shock me
That eucharistic beatbox
Can take some shots
Darling, you delinquent
Oh, I'm shocked
When your words won't do no justice
And your time ain't enough
And somebody's calling on the same truth
That you've been long afraid of
These are the errands of mercy
These are the politics of love
You shock me
You shock me
You shock me
That eucharistic beatbox
Can take some shots
Darling, you delinquent
Oh, I'm shocked
These islands of flesh
Can take some shots
Darling, you're reckless
Oh, I'm shocked
I'm shocked