life without obscenity is bleak and so i've plucked you from the street for a week stripped, blindfolded and trussed i'm gonna keep you in my basement amongst the junk and dust caged, wanting to be saved becoming disenchanted, weak and depraved losing your own sanity, trying to keep your vanity beaten, choked and starved, you wanna get away from me life without obscenity is dreary and so i'll do what i have to, to make you fear me i'll beat you with your very own shoe they say that you are yellow but you look black and blue caged, you're coming of age caged you're coming of age coming of age you're coming of age