Headless Pin Up Girl

Way up in the hills I could be anyone
I waited in the car until the men were gone
In the scaly chest of every lizard king
Beats a frozen heart that can't do anything

You can't see it in the books upon our shelves
You don't know what I get up to by myself
Saw a shaman once who told me who I am

Although I try my best to answer nature's call
There is a side of me that you don't know at all
What am I doing here I didn't do nothing wrong
Sometimes I'm filled with guilt but it don't last for long

You can't see it in the books upon our shelves
You don't know what I get up to by myself
Saw a shaman once who told me who I am
Gave a ring to me that didn't fit on my hand
I remember when I saw inside the shell

Like the head of a demented army
Like the tail of a wolf without a jaw
In the minds of those that want to harm me
In the body of a painted screaming whore
In the light of ego burning up id
Is the shadow of a doubt that can't be cured
Hunting for me as its master did bid
Like a panther or the beast of Bodmin Moor
From the deepest frontal lobe vibrations
Comes the figure of a headless pin up girl
I know all the other beach crustaceans
Don't believe this slimy oyster hides a pearl