Silkworm - The Ram lyrics

Slap that meat out of your mouth The Ram wouldn't like it in his house Object of worship, And of torture He is the system and the winning mystic The Gates of Wine I'll meet you to pay the fine Where in Heaven, the Ram takes his share Keep on through the forest if you want to see the glory Once as a lark We picked up the Ram on radar He was laughing, As he was crashing Oh so festive, his attitude was impressive We ran from him then Hoping to get beyond his ken From Israel on to Rome The Ram is beamed into every home If you're feeling faint Take up the gla** and drink The mystery has been replaced And when our time was up We forgot how to stop Even how to reject Living it up on the Ram's time