Cult Leader

Owner of a lonely heart, I'm Minnesota in the coldest part
 But this is Washington, the coast of sharks
 No this is Waterloo, I'm Bonaparte
 Napoleon Complex has pulled my bones apart
 (I'm no Joan of Arc)
 I'm lost at sea, oh so Noah's Ark
 Until they fall for me like Owen Hart
 I hope that's not in Bad Taste, like Peter Jackson's horror start
 Or over all their heads like the lower stars, or overwrought
 That means it's overwrote, so you could overlook it
 It's Overlook Hotel when they go into the bushes
 The snow is full of footprints that I made
 I'll be your voodoo doll today, just poke into the cushion
 I feel the Evil Dead, coming from my feeble head
 Unraveling my sanity by a needle thread
 I see the trends, the secrets that are being kept
 Like anchors that I tie around my throat, I know it's sink-or-swim
 So follow me, I'll be your cult leader
 Cody Koresh and the Throat Bleeders
 I fell in love with the Helter Skelter on the walls
 That they'd crawl up when I'd Helen Keller to their calls
 The Demerol that they pump through their veins
 Gets embalmed when they run through the flames
 The sun and the rain
 Either way, it's just the same when your eyes are closed like mine
 The world can be at peace, but inside it's so unlike... Ultraviolet
 "You've got an argument with me, you come argue with me"
 "You come pointing guns in the direction of my wives and my kids, damn it"
 "I'll meet you at the door any time"
 "And I'm sorry some of you guys got shot. But, uh..."
 "Hey, God will have to sort that out, won't he?"