He Knows You Know Lyrics

Track 2 of _Script For a Jesters Tear_ 

Light switch, yellow fever, crawling up your bathroom wall
  Singing psychedelic praises to the  depths of the china bowl
You've got venom in your stomach, You've got poison in your head
  You should have listen to the priest at the 
confession when he offered you the sacred bread.

He knows, you know, he knows, you know, 
  he knows, you know, but he's got problems.

Fast feed, crystal fever, swarming through a fractured mind
  Chilling needles freeze emotion, the blind shall lead the blind
You've got venom in your stomach, You've got poison in your head
  When your conscience whispered, the vein lines
stiffened, you were walking with the dead.

He knows, you know, he knows, you know,  he knows, you know
  He's got experience, he's got experience, he knows you know 
but he's got problems, problems, problems.

He knows... Slash wrists, scarlet fever,
  crawl under your bedroom door
Pumping arteries ooze their problems,
  through the gap that the razor tore
You've got venom in your stomach, 
  You've got poison in your head
You should have listened to your analyst's
  questions when you lay on his leather bed.

He knows, you know, he knows, you know, 
  he knows, you know, but he's got problems.

Blank eyes, purple fever streaming through the frosted panes.
  You learned your lesson far too late  from the links in a chemist chain.
You've got venom in your stomach, You've got poison in your head
You should have stayed at home and talked
  with father listen to the lies he fed.

He knows, you know, he knows, you know, 
  he knows, you know, but he's got problems.

He knows, you know, he knows, you know, 
  he knows, you know he's got experience, 
  he's got experience, he knows you know 
  he knows you know.