Tori Amos - Pancake lyrics

I’m not sure who’s fooling who here
As I’m watching your decay
We both know you could deflate a 7 hurricane
Seems like you and your tribe
Decided you’d rewrite the law
Segregate the mind from body, from soul

You give me yours, I’ll give you mine
'Cause, I can look your God right in the eye
You give me yours, I’ll give you mine
You used to look my God right in the eye

I believe in defending
In what we once stood for it seems in vogue
To be a closet misogynist homophobe
A change of course in our direction
A dash of truth spread thinly
Like a flag on a popstar on a Benzodiazepine

You give me yours, I’ll give you mine
'Cause, I can look your God right in the eye
You give me yours, I’ll give you mine
You used to look my God right in the eye

Oh, Zion please, remove your glove
And dispel every trace of His spoken word
That has lodged in my vortex

I’m not sure who’s fooling who here
As I’m watching your decay
We both know you could deflate a 7 hurricane
You could have spared her, oh, but no
Messiahs need people dying in their name
You could have spared her, oh, but no
Messiahs need people dying in their name

You say, "I ordered you a pancake"
You say, "I ordered you a pancake"