Queen of Mischief, she once said
"Let him sing what's inside his head"
The son of some Pope at her command
With twenty white arrows in his hand
The Lizard crawled up her velvet leg
And to his surprise, she cut off his head
The sun just turned a milky red
The sun just burned and bled instead
Milk the Honey from the bone
Girl it's time to go home
You let your love run away
Now it's too late to start a new day
Stones that you toss
Stones that you throw
Endlessly turning away at your soul
For some green reason his hat was held high
But when he returned he didn't know why
Flesh from the heart and flesh from the bones
Flesh from the earth, heaven's home
It was the truth that you gave to me
It was a lie that set you free
Milk the Honey from the bone
Girl it's time to go home
You let your love run away
Now it's too late to start a new day
Miracle Maker with a patch for an eye
Told the Blue King, who sold him a lie
"Your twisted words that are shot in the dark
You won't find your match, you won't make your mark"
He stung him along till his body was cold
Now Mister Maker wasn't so bold
He left him to die on the side of the road
And flew away as the story unfolds
Milk the Honey from the bone
Girl it's time to go home
You let your love run away
Now it's too late to start a new day