There is a nail in my bedroom floor That Ive never even seen before I guess these days we dont look down As if theres something wrong With keeping a lion warm And letting it sleep in your head And theres vanilla in the air And I think I put it there But I see these stripes they dont breathe in And I know my age is small But the stripes I move are tall I see their dark gla**es on their head Oh see me Peter Before you call my name I see the sign up there No smoking in the air These devils move with icy claw And I see these bricks of red Move through his head They come out as books of ideals Oh see me Peter Before you call my name Oh see me Peter Before you call my name Saint Peter before you call my name