The Lion And The Lamb

Some people like watching a lamb in a lion’s den

They want me to bow down my head and give in to the end

They keep on singing the same old song

They got the tune right but the words are all wrong

Imagine their surprise when they see how I shed my skin

I run with the pack but my kicks I get on my own

In the cold-blooded old time the seeds for the blooms were sown

I nursed every sting, every prick – and I know every dirty little trick

From the downtown alley all the way to the hilltop home

Nobody’s gonna touch me now

One of these days the lion will lie down with the lamb

They say milk and honey will flow all through the land

The blood-covered butcher will lay down his knife and take to the streets with the drum and the fife

But between you and me don’t count on it anytime soon

Nobody’s gonna touch me now

Nobody’s gonna touch me now