I must've crawled through your bedroom door in a fit of jealous breath

Perched upon the Bacchus foot of your unsuspecting bed
From the blossom rags in my jackal croon to the stems of this cinquefoil
I give to you the shrapnel with which to sprinkle in her soil because
All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
Cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, for you!

All the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
You know they're going to take me to you

Yeah, to you!
You wash it down with harlot soap, well is this what you want?

I'll paint your steps with the lilac stains of smelter revenant
My cutlery is rattling in the dormant wooden drawers

From the palm of my throne I'm begging you to cut the orchid cord because
All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
Cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, for you!

All the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
You know they're going to take me to you
Yeah, to you!

I know a girl that was woven in spindle and thread

Trapped in a bivouac of taffeta scaffolding wed

She tosses and turns and wakes all the children in nest

Yawning with hunger they take turns of nourishment

And she says, aah...

Somebody, somebody help me

Is there anybody that can set me free?

From the mountains of avarice this I beg to you

My ether turns flesh to gravel

All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
Cause you know I always set them for you
Yeah, for you!

All the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
You know they're going to take me to you

Yeah, to you!

All the traps in the cellar go clickety clack
Cause you know I always set them for you

Yeah, for you!

All the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
You know they're going to...