LIAR   

There is a ghost machine   
Attached inside your skin   
You haven't got remote   

And when it turns the wheel   
You feel the grind of steel   
And spinning bumpy road   

And it's riding inside'o' your veins   

I hear the monkey yell   
I feel a jungle spell   [bad word] from within your body   

flower so divine   
Inside of a human spine   
Its pistil gets so naughty   

Venus' flytrap is your petty doll   
And it's blooming inside 'o' your soul   

Liar...   

Your talk is smooth and strong   
Never cut it wrong   
You're dancing very clever   

And in the Court Of Law   
With candy and a claw   
You'll change my mind forever   

And you're letting the oil to flaw   
And you want me to walk on the floor