[Verse 1]
I see a woman with serpentine hair, and her eyes ablaze
I see a devil, underfoot of the woman and howling with a rage
Poor little devil, maybe she'll put you in a pretty little cage
[Chorus]
I got stung last night
I got stung last night
It was by a prophet incarnate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Huh, huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
I see a poor man with head held high and crawling out the ash
I see a poor man with a great stone hammer
Breaking down your cla**
Keep swinging little poor man
You've got behind you all the punks and social outcasts
[Chorus]
I got stung last night
I got stung last night
It was by a prophet incarnate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Huh, huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
I find no interest in the methodical stabilities of the sane
For, I delight in the shadowy corners of unhinged thought Eating up my bad brains
[Chorus]
I got stung last night
I got stung last night
It was by a prophet incarnate