Do best things come first?
I was in two minds
So I tried my luck
In the garden of Dusk
Where the Wise Snake presides
How was I to know
I’d be badly advised
Before I fell from the blistering sky
With eyes opened wide

Oooooooh
“Sso” said the snake
“What bringsss you to me?”
He sizzled ‘bout “lust”
And the “Ssmall fare he’d charge” as a favour to me
So warm was his breath
But so cooling his skin
That I forgot
Every warning I got
My resistance grew thin
And he said Sssssoon baby…
Ssssoon baby….

Ooooh
I guess you wonder
Ooooh
The best things come first

Oh, where was my mind
I should’ve known
That a snake on a throne
Is bound to beguile

Ooooh yeah,
I guess you wonder
And the instant I left I know what not to decide
Lost my innocence
due to my otherwise much revered pride
How stupid I was to rely on a snake’s advice