Hunters & Collectors
Judas Sheep
[Verse 1]
I says, "Mother, I have lost my arms"
(Lost my arms)
She says, "Use your charms, son"
(Use your charms)
And I says, "Smell that fear, Mother"
(Smell that fear)
She says, "Off your knees, son"
(Off your knees)

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[Chorus 1]
Well, our friend, the Judas sheep
He's dressed up like a compost heap
Our friend, the Judas sheep
To the top, top, top of the heap

[Verse 2]
We are tentacle wrapped in memories
(Memories)
Down in the dark we stumble happy
(Happy)
We are wet to the skin
(Wet to the skin)
Free from sin
(Free from sin)
Oh, father, forgive this state we're in
(State we're in)
[Chorus 2]
Because our friend, the Judas sheep
He's dressed up like a compost heap
Our friend, the Judas sheep
To the top, to the top, to the top of the heap
And I said, "Our friend, the Judas sheep
Today's companion, tomorrow's fresh meat!"

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