Roky Erickson

Two-headed dog two headed dog
I've been working in the Kremlin
With a two-headed dog
Peace brought back brought back
Relaxed be nyet brought back
Did you dry her out
Wind her out like jerky?
To me she's healed don't tack
Children nailed to the cross
Pain does not look our hell
Certainly is not a spell
Sweet waste from hell
Winds quiet in the night
Her body just blows messiah
Sickening sweet sight left and right
Is all right does not please my appetite