A sheep has left the fold
 Hoof beats go trotting, trotting
 Up to heaven, bold
 At the gates, knocking knocking
 Sheep in wolfish clothes
 Oh, the jaws are dropping
 Up in Heaven’s hold
 
 Plant my hooves, my hooks my books
 Once upon a time
 Heaven was a towered tower
 Tethered in its pride
 Castor’s grace is sour
 [For once fate] was tried
 Hellish gardens flowered
 Ivy to be climbed
 
 Spread my filth, my wings, my weeds, my weeds
 My [ferris/fairest] wheels are turning
 Hark the angels wail
 Bedtime is a-burning, burning
 We’ve got grace for sale
 How the worm is turning
 Lay you down to sleep
 With books of little stories
 Count your missing sheep
 Shed my skin, my fleece, my sin, my worms
 They burrow up the line
 Serpents in the branches, branching
 Up those crooked vines
 Vultures overfed. They’re hatching
 Circus lulabies
 Carousels are ramping up to heaven
 I raise my hell, my kind, my stakes, my snakes
 Tongues, tongues, slither in the mud; that’s how a carnival grows, my son.
 Tongues, tongues, slither in the psalms; that’s how a  carnival grows!
 All these fickle beasts
 Heaven hath rejected, laughing
 Glory from our teats
 Each of them is tested, blessed
 Cast out for your sin
 Come here for redemption
 
 We’ve got grace for cheap
 We’ve got grace for cheap
 Lest you end up bested, lost and torn, to shreds, disected.
 Tongues, tongues, slither in the mud, slither in the mud, slither in the mud; that’s how a carnival grows, my son. that’s how a carnival grows.
 Tongues, tongues, slither in the psalms, slither in the psalms, slither in the psalms, that’s how a carnival grows, my son. That’s how a carnival grows.
 Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. 
 Cross your heart and hope to die, 
 It’s off to hell we go.
 Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. 
 Stick a needle in your eye,
 It’s off to hell we go.
 Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. 
 Cross your heart and hope to die, 
 It’s off to hell we go.
 Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. 
 Stick a needle in your eye,
 It’s off to hell we go. 
 
 Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. 
 Cross your heart and hope to die, 
 It’s off to hell we go.
 Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. 
 Stick a needle in your eye,
 It’s off to hell we go.  
 Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. 
 Cross your heart and hope to die, 
 It’s off to hell we go.
 Fa la la, it’s off to hell!